God, I think of how good i could make Christians look if . . .
People knew that i made each look with my eyes purposeful and disciplined
if they knew i got up early to pray each morning
if they knew me as the most generous and peaceful and joy-filled face at the party
if they knew I was completely pure with the girls I date and that I protect their hearts better than anyone else.
if the people knew i always drank cherry coke instead of beer and gave the biggest tip anyways
if they knew me as the best worker at my job, being honest and on time, the only one that didn’t read personal emails at work
if they knew me as the best listener they ever knew
If people knew me as the guy that left every place more beautiful than when i came. . .
oh, and if they only knew how egotistical I am. . . yeah, that’s right, Ross. You suck. My dear God, my hero, what would be more beautiful than a puff-chested chin-high Ross Boone would be if in every situation you humbled ME, and somehow that showed people how cool YOU are in the process. If all the faces could turn from silly me and only look to You instead. What a relief it would be if i could let my hopes in what i could be just fade away. And I could just be happy with being looked upon by Your proud eyes as all the rest ignored me for another possible glimpse of you.