Sione writes: Three Words (See Things Differently)
This is a line of certain events. Though fictional I swear they are true. As true as the heart of the pen that writes to you.
One mediator of up rightness speaking to you. A whole lot of people scattered across the world. As different as their faces, so are their challenges. But only the small voice of reason can touch then exactly where their lack is.
First it was a young boy running down the ally. He tried to hide but his chasers
found him. They tossed his bag pack and beat him up mercilessly. Then they spat on him and ran off laughing. He grew up to be tough and very strong. He could have used his scars as an excuse to be a bully too but instead he chose to listen to the voice that asked him to...
ilʇuǝɹǝɟɟıp sbuıɥʇ ǝǝs
She dreaded going home every evening after school. But she had to because she was the only one taking care of her little brother. She cooked, cleaned and put her brother to bed. Mother always stayed out late, she had to work two jobs to sustain the whole family. As the girl set the last dirty dish on the rack, she felt his touch on her shoulder. She struggled to be free of him but he was too strong for her. He covered her mouth and used his free hand to drag her into the room. He left her crying on the floor just like he always did night after night. "Do you swear to testify the whole truth and nothing but the truth about this man before this court so help you God?". I DO she said as she starred into her fathers eyes. Its the only way I can make rape victims like me ,
ilʇuǝɹǝɟɟıp sbuıɥʇ ǝǝs
He was the guy who lived next door. Every saturday, he hired a truck and moved the huge piles of dirt left around the corners in the neighbourhood to a central dump where they could be burned. He never asked for help or payment. When he sat with his friends they laughed and asked him why he was suffering to do what the government was meant to be doing he smiled, sat up and said; "You see, this is the problem with you people, you have the strength and ability to do the right thing but you never do it because you feel your not the right person for the job. It takes the wrong person to do the right thing... That's exactly what makes you different. Its a life style and not just words. Its about you living by the good advice you dish out to others...Its about going right when everybody else is going left. Its choosing to be unusual when the usual crowd comes passing by. Shunning all that is common... Ceasing every opportunity to stand out. Being greatness
itself and not just one of those who marvel at it. Being the change that we all are asking for. Its about making the sacrifices that no one else is willing to make damning consequences and not expecting any reward but the comfort and happiness of others, Its about pleasing God by doing what is right.
Its about being the person that nobody expects you to be"
He got up and walked away... Written boldly on the back of his shirt were the three words:
SEE THINGS DIFFERENTLY.
@Missosi
One mediator of up rightness speaking to you. A whole lot of people scattered across the world. As different as their faces, so are their challenges. But only the small voice of reason can touch then exactly where their lack is.
First it was a young boy running down the ally. He tried to hide but his chasers
found him. They tossed his bag pack and beat him up mercilessly. Then they spat on him and ran off laughing. He grew up to be tough and very strong. He could have used his scars as an excuse to be a bully too but instead he chose to listen to the voice that asked him to...
ilʇuǝɹǝɟɟıp sbuıɥʇ ǝǝs
She dreaded going home every evening after school. But she had to because she was the only one taking care of her little brother. She cooked, cleaned and put her brother to bed. Mother always stayed out late, she had to work two jobs to sustain the whole family. As the girl set the last dirty dish on the rack, she felt his touch on her shoulder. She struggled to be free of him but he was too strong for her. He covered her mouth and used his free hand to drag her into the room. He left her crying on the floor just like he always did night after night. "Do you swear to testify the whole truth and nothing but the truth about this man before this court so help you God?". I DO she said as she starred into her fathers eyes. Its the only way I can make rape victims like me ,
ilʇuǝɹǝɟɟıp sbuıɥʇ ǝǝs
He was the guy who lived next door. Every saturday, he hired a truck and moved the huge piles of dirt left around the corners in the neighbourhood to a central dump where they could be burned. He never asked for help or payment. When he sat with his friends they laughed and asked him why he was suffering to do what the government was meant to be doing he smiled, sat up and said; "You see, this is the problem with you people, you have the strength and ability to do the right thing but you never do it because you feel your not the right person for the job. It takes the wrong person to do the right thing... That's exactly what makes you different. Its a life style and not just words. Its about you living by the good advice you dish out to others...Its about going right when everybody else is going left. Its choosing to be unusual when the usual crowd comes passing by. Shunning all that is common... Ceasing every opportunity to stand out. Being greatness
itself and not just one of those who marvel at it. Being the change that we all are asking for. Its about making the sacrifices that no one else is willing to make damning consequences and not expecting any reward but the comfort and happiness of others, Its about pleasing God by doing what is right.
Its about being the person that nobody expects you to be"
He got up and walked away... Written boldly on the back of his shirt were the three words:
SEE THINGS DIFFERENTLY.
@Missosi
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