“The American dream isn’t really a dream at all”. -L. Cassel.
After at 5+ hour drive to San Fransisco this week, plus a 5+ hour drive back the next day, a friend and I got into some interesting discussions on life, dreams, hopes, and the future. I think both of us got out of the car in the end with more determination to change the world and make a difference than we actually probably wanted, but you know, dreams and hopes are a good, good thing.
I believe, more and more, that the American dream is becoming such a ridiculous idea, even more so for our generation. The upcoming child-bearing generation. Or I guess I should say current. What am I talking about, I’m behind the wagon on that one, but I definitely don’t mind.
I feel such an urgency to do something. This life was meant to be lived, and we have been given such an opportunity to do something, and not sit back. Maybe it was the concert, I don’t know, but I was so inspired (once again) by Switchfoot, and their lyrics.
“And I wonder why would I wait till I die to come alive?
I’m ready now, I’m not waiting for the afterlife”
“We were meant to live for so much more…”
“Every breath is a second chance”
Sure, my life isn’t what I thought it would be, but why would I want to trade it in for another? Another song that’s really got me thinking is their title track of the new album “Vice Verses”, Jon says (I feel like I can call him just “Jon” since we met and all… :))
Wonder what it means to live forever?
Wonder what it means to die?
I know that there’s a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses.
I’m not sure where I’m going with all this, but life is sacred. We have a chance every breath we take to change and do something, to not just sit back and survive. Another line from “Thrive” is simple, “I wanna thrive, not just survive”. Yes. That’s what I want. Not a white picket fence with the word “safety” written all over it, that creates a false sense of safety since it’s usually accompanied with thousands of dollars of debt, I want reality. (I’m NOT saying that buying a home is a bad thing!!) I want Christ. I want to take the blessings I have and run with them, not worry about what the world deems as a curse.
A little resurrection every time I fall.
Life. We all have a different role and task, what is yours?