Saturday, February 24, 2007
reflection:
As I look back and read through my previous posts, I noticed that I related every one to my experience in how I'm trying to cope with my injury. Perhaps my writing reflects this certain experience because it means the most to me and is always on my mind. Average girls would probably be more concerned about their boyfriends, or the way they look, or other social clicks. But thats what I used to be. I used to be so hung up on the things that aren't that important and didn't realize that life by itself should be the main concern to everyone. The little things that give us happiness for a few seconds mean nothing compared to the big stuff. Going to a school like Punahou, we take it our life for granted because we have the money, facilities, and the "best" of the "best." I never really realized how much I had until I lost it. My posts express how much volleyball meant to me and how God is teaching me things through the experience. I can't tell you how hard it is when you are told that you can do something because of a physical reason. I hated being told that I was short and had no chance of being an outside hitter for college. I hated being told that I wasn't good enough. I hated not being the best. That's why I constantly spent most of my life around this sport; I wanted to be the best. I really hope that other people will never have to go through what I had to go through. Ultimately, I'm trying to tell people to put God first in your life because that is how to be sucessful in life. By succesful I don't nessicarily mean rich or popular, but satisfied because you did your best and God will always love you. No matter how bad you think you performed in your life, if you gave it your best shot, then you are successful in God's eyes. I always thought sucess meant being the best, but it's not.
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I completely agree with you Kris. God absolutely has to come first in your life, before you can succeed in anything. When you put things like materials, boys, looks, and the amount of skill you have in dance or sports, you can never be fully satisfied with yourself, or happy of anything you accomplish. It's really amazing how you figured that out!
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