Onward to the Promise Land

It is my belief that greatness and truth will always echo in the world.  Unfortunately, we aren't necessarily trained to hear it, in the same way that we have a hard time being unbiased by the knowledge that is presented.  We have grown-up thinking that everything in the world costs or has some value that can be measured by a checkbook.  I hope that my generation can continue to debunk that notion and that we can find truth in everyday occurrences.  We are, after all, those kids that refuse to pay for anything off the internet unless it can arrive physically at a designated address.  I would be lying if I said that I didn't admire our gumption.

More specifically, I think the world has so much more to offer, like a voice that we never listen to.  I believe that what we are really, really meant to do has been told to us over and over throughout our lifetime and it comes down to whether or not we can take the free advice from a stranger.  You can pay people to tell you anything you want to hear, but how can you be satisfied with a fee?  A hole in your pocket will not buy you a ticket to paradise.

With all of that said, I vow to listen with my heart.  To set aside my pride and realize that the truth may not be what I want NOW, but it will pay off in the end.  And to keep the faith that what is meant to be WILL be.  As long as I keep my steady pace, I will advance to my promise land.  And everyone I meet is an angel in disguise, assisting me on my journey.  This may be a city of Lost Angels, but I think they may still have a little faith for the giving.