A baby is born. She has the capability to believe. She grows to believe what her parents, teachers, and friends want her to believe. For a short, precious time she is a teenager. And then, before you know it, she has grown to be an adult, who believes only what she thinks is supposed to be believed. So what is so phenomenal about that short time she spent as a teenager? That is the only time when every single aspect of what you believe is combined, balancing out to the confusing and yet honest truth. Everyone thinks teenagers are just awkward kids transforming into adults, but really teenagers are children slowly losing their ability to think for themselves. A lot of adults act like teenagers, so the only difference between the two is the fact that adults have completely lost the talent of simply believing. Maybe what adults think is rebelling is really just humans stuck in between believing for themselves and believing what others think. Isn’t refusing to agree with the thoughts of others closer to believing what we want to believe? Everyone wants answers to life’s many questions, but the only people we can truly get answers from are those whose life lessons are fresh in their memory. So why should you listen to a teenager? Well here’s your answer:
…Then I look out on the beautiful view of green hills rolling across the horizon, a few barren patches interrupting the steady flow of forest. Looking only at the green trees is peaceful and calming for a while, but soon it becomes boring. The barren patches look like something is missing, like the life of the trees was sucked out of that part of the hill. It looks desperate and dry, old and bored from the dead grass which covers it. And yet when I look at the whole mountainside, all the little pieces in one big picture, tears build up in my eyes. The whole picture really is beautiful, miraculous even. This is LIFE. Just as those glorious hills roll along the view from my back porch, so do our lives, moment by moment. At points, nothing seems to be better then what you have. You couldn’t possibly want anything else, everything is perfect. The barren patches are the moments in life when everything seems dead and dull. But then again, if life just flowed and went by with nothing to disturb the peace, it would lose its excitement. Those little rough patches make the beautiful days worth while. And finally, as I look at the whole picture, the big shabang, it is there, hard to see sometimes when the clouds cover the sun and the world looks like its going to cave in, but its most definitely there; that hidden bliss that makes our days on this earth worth our while. Underneath it all, our lives really and truly are amazing. We are all treasure hunters, searching for the hidden bliss in the rolling hills of our lives.