Predictability or Simplicity?

forgive me for being predictable.
it's said that there's "nothing new under the sun". i am the epitome of that statement. i'm really not creative because i only steal other peoples' ideas.
people who are wordy and smart with things like politics scare me a bit. i can't keep up. maybe i don't really care about the reasons that people are starving in some unknown African country. i care that they ARE starving. that means something to me. the fact that maybe some well-known political leader has been keepng undercover secrets from some other political leader to cause problems with importation to cause starvation in mass numbers is important, yes. but not to me. i can't change that by myself. and i'd rather not talk about it. i would rather do something, like maybe sponsor someone who is starving. or send money to a charity organization, or mabe even visit and do some good myself.
i realize this was harsh.
i do care about starvation and mass murders and such. i do care.
but when will we stop raking political people over the coals and stop forcing our opinions on everyone as if we are some awesome, mighty politician who can change everything in no time at all. politicians are smart and brave and courageous. yes, they make mistakes, sometimes more than they bargain for, but don't we all make mistakes?
i know i'm not a politician. i've accepted the fact that i probably will never be able to say the word and have something amazing happen.
i am me. God made me simple.
He calls me to help the people i know and see around me.
a hug is better than all the talk in the world.
to say one word or give one sandwich to a person on the street is better than all the words we could ever use to tell the world our opinion.
since when does our opinion count anyways?
last time i heard, we're the creation, not the Creator.
We don't need to count in the world's eyes.
We need to count in His eyes.
Bad-mouthing people won't get us there.
Banging our fists on the table won't get us there.
But maybe, just maybe, giving 5 minutes of your time will.
or your hand.
or the words "God loves you."


today i'm going to help someone. maybe it will only be my mom. but it still counts. God sees that.

"when the music fades, and all is stripped away, and i simply come. longing just to bring something that's of worth, that will bless Your heart. i'll bring you more than a song, for a song in itself, is not what You have required. You search much deeper within, through the way things appear, You're looking into my heart. I'm coming back to the heart of worship. and it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus. I'm sorry Lord for the things I've made it, when it's all about You, all about You, Jesus. King of endless worth, no one could express, how much You deserve. Though I'm weak and poor, all I have is Yours. every single breath"