beauty for ashes


To console those who mourn in Zion, To give them beauty for ashes, The oil of joy for mourning, 
The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; That they may be called trees of righteousness, 
The planting of the LORD, that He may be glorified.”


so beautiful. beauty for ashes.

grown interest, passion.

had a talk with a friend a few days earlier.


got me into thinking, maybe this society has carved us in such a way that we 'grow' into liking something, 'grow' into being passionate about something. just because it is so suffocating as it is, a dreamless, hopeless society that doesn't really encourage us to be who we are.


studying: no long a kind of gaining knowledge process, but it's just something we are kind of forced into.

how many people actually are studying what they don't like? what they can't wait to get out of. and overtime, we are forced to grow to like what we are doing, not because we already have that interest in the beginning, but because it is what we are familiar, what we are 'supposed' to like.

so in turn, we grow into having an interest in what we didn't think we would have an interest in, and we become passionate about something short lived. I don't think that this is something that creates longevity. I believe this 'grown' passion dies...

because only our hearts truly know what we are called to do. and we can't find fulfillment till the day we find our place. we can survive through life, thinking this is what we can grow to like. sure, some may become successful. but there will be times, when we wonder. is it worth it?

they say, "follow your heart". and i truly believe in that. our minds can tell us and analyze a million paths we should take that easily seem better than what our hearts tell us. but at the end of day, our hearts know best.