Dragging Up The Past

I've been confronting the past lately, and have also been confronted by it via others, or at least one other. I'm a sucker for reminiscing I have to say, and I just love looking back through the past. I guess that is part of the reason why I so often try to keep a record of the present, for tomorrow. I started writing this "story" back in May, and I'm getting near the end of it now, but I don't know if I could ever let it out. It's probably not even that interesting and as it stand snow it is more of a skeleton that needs some beefing up. It's about my encounters with the opposite sex, whether it be someone I had a crush on, dated once, went out with, or almost went out with. I've changed the names to pseudo names, but I feel like I would have to get permission from everyone of the girls mentioned in the story, and I don't expect many of them want their past being dragged up like this, for display to the public. Most of them are in long term relationships of one form or another, and some have babies sure. There's no way I could complete it up to date because I haven't spoken to the last girl I went out with since we broke up. Too fresh to go airing those tails. So I'll write it for now, and maybe I'll continue it on through life, who knows. Then once they're all dead I can drop some tails on you. Anyways, as I write through all these sections of my life, different people pop up and as they do I tend to wonder what they are up to, so I might send them a message to see whats on the crick crack. I sent a message to this one girl that I had a crush on for a while, but I was afraid to tell her. I asked her about the time in question and as it turns out, she had a crush on me too! Funny how life tosses you around like that hey. That was years ago though, and I'm not interested in her anymore, but it was funny to disclose something like that from the past. On this topic, I'll address the reason for me writing this blog. I was just talking to a girl on the facebook who I used to know years ago, and she asked me whether I was going to ask her out before she moved and we lost contact. I wasn't going to ask her out, but we were good friends at the time, so I understand how she might have gotten that impression. When I look back like this I know I might have played that role for more than one girl. The problem was I could just be too friendly and give girls that impression when really I just enjoyed spending time with girls. I've always had female friends my whole life. I grew up with the Murphy girls, Kimmie and Jill, and while I was being babysat at my grandparents house I would spend my days with Cathrine Steiner. I didn't just hang out with girls mind you. I had a bunch of neighbourhood guy friends as well, and I'm still tight with them. I don't know how many people have that anymore, but my closest friends today are my closest friends from when I was 3 years old. Same school, same church, same neighbourhood, same love. I'll love those kids forever, but that's not the topic at hand now is it. How interesting for me to ask such a question and a week later have someone ask the same question of me. Sure you can pick an example from your own life, but it's probably a question like "Do you want cream in yours?" or something like that. This is not a typical question. Some might even care to call it an atypical question and save themselves a few letters in a text message or something of the like. When I am faced with a similarity, or theme like this it makes me stop and wonder if there is a lesson in it for me or not. I'm not saying it's a sign, but I am open to further instruction if there is something I am supposed to learn or pay attention to. If there's nothing, then I'll just chalk it up to coincidence and carry on, but I just want to be attentive. I believe Bono was right when he said "The spirit moves in mysterious ways." I could go about my life without entertain these things I'm sure, but I feel a sense of responsibility to live life to the fullest, utilizing every aspect of creation I have been given. Some of this may take some learning, but so did speech, and just because I haven't grown up with these facets doesn't make them unnecessary, it just makes them neglected. Watch God move in the big and the small, in the obvious and the obscure. I guess the key is to keep your eyes open, and to test everything that comes into question with scripture. At least if your into this Jesus stuff, and if you're not, well, good luck with all that.