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Mountain Peeps said:
I wanted to share with you all some powerful words that came to my mind this afternoon while I was sitting on our mountain side enjoying God's presence. 

As I sat there and looked around over the rooftops at all the beautiful mountains and gold aspens that surround us, I thought to myself how amazing God's masterpieces are and how unique each of His creations are. I thought about how beautiful the sky, trees, mountains and flying birds were. I thanked God for them all and then a question came into my mind: If God cannot make mistakes, His works can take my breath away and I am His greatest masterpiece, why do I doubt who I am? Why do I feel like I have to fit in with this society? Why do I feel like I have fit in in order to be worth something? Why do I feel I have to be the society's definition of a beautiful girl? If God made me in His image, knit me together in my mother's womb, knew me before the earth was even formed and had my life planned out from the start, why do I still question myself and even Him sometimes?! God created me to be a worshiper, believer and follower of Him. To be Him to others. He put me on this earth because He has a plan for me. If He didn't have my whole, entire life planned out and not have a purpose for me, why would He have a need to create me?  Every person on this earth has been chosen by God to be here for a reason, or else they wouldn't exist! God knows what He's doing and all His work is beautiful. And that's the truth. And that's all we need. God loves us and we should love ourselves as He created us.

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Thank you for sharing this with us. I needed to hear something like this right about now.

We all are originals, and (as you had put it), Gods masterpieces. Why do we always look to others who we presume are prettier, or have more friends, and want to be like THEM?
Something I continue to learn while I am on my journey is that it is okay to be different. It's hard sometimes when we find ourselves wallowing in self doubt. But we must not deny ourselves the right to be originals. They say the most powerful words out there is "I am". And as somebody who used to be a negative self-talker, these words ARE the most powerful (especially when spoken aloud).
I am beautiful. I am original. I am worthy. I am gods creation. I am my own person.

Sometimes I'm jealous of the people with all the pretty make up, the good jobs and it looks like society accepted them more. I wonder why I can't be more like them. Why doesn't society accept me in the same way?

3goodeggs said:
Fitting in means you have to squeeze yourself and alter your space to accommodate that space. You do fit in, in your space, the place you are meant to be. If you are uncomfortable around certain people or places, then those are not your people or your places. As you get older you will find them. My son called yesterday and as we were talking about where he is now, he said, "Mom, I love this place, these people, I am one of them, I feel like I am home."

My geek has found his space. That made me very happy.

That is what we want for our children, or at least that is what we should want for our children.
Remember this, and it took me until midlife to figure it out. We are reared to obey, respect and accept adults as... mature and wiser and better somehow. We push aside our own wisdom and logic because an older person has an opinion. Don't do that. Remember we can be respectful of them without altering our path for them. Just because a person gets older, it doesn't mean they grow up.

I had lessons to learn from those types of people. They were painful and devastating because as children we want to please, we want to fit in, but they were the wrong fit, they were the wrong people. 
Follow your path. Yours. no one else's. Your path might change... but did it? Maybe it was meant to change -maybe it is all suppose to be the way it is so we can sit on mountain sides and think.
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I love the point you have just made. I have learned through a lot of heartbreak, and through a lot of depression that my job is to not please everybody I encounter. This includes family.
Respect, sure! But respect is earned. Once it is lost it is hard to regain.
Many people in my life who are supposed to be mature- based on their ages and their place in life- are not mature at all.
From a young age I have realized that maturity is not based upon the factors of age. Some of the oldest people in my life are the most immature, and the most unfair. It's odd, isn't it? But as you said, just because they are older doesn't mean they grew up.
 
BantamFan4Life said:
Quote: I see you posted, thank you. I don't know the member and just stumbled across the thread, but when I read it I had to come ask you all to please remember her and her family in your prayers.
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A friend asked me about the peat bogs here in Ireland. Where I am now, in Co Mayo, there are many many hectares of bog and it's being cut and used as fire fuel. I went and took some pics of it today:

Here's some peat land. Very, very acidic, so not much likes growing on it. The first pic, some hillside and the second pic is peat land stretching down to the coast





Peat harvesting and some close-ups:





The last pic shows a piece of wood stuck in the peat. I asked my neighbour about the formation of the bogs and he told me it was trees that were cut down years ago, that composted and formed the bog. I want to ask him about the wood next time I see him.
 
sumi said:
A friend asked me about the peat bogs here in Ireland. Where I am now, in Co Mayo, there are many many hectares of bog and it's being cut and used as fire fuel. I went and took some pics of it today:

Here's some peat land. Very, very acidic, so not much likes growing on it. The first pic, some hillside and the second pic is peat land stretching down to the coast





Peat harvesting and some close-ups:





The last pic shows a piece of wood stuck in the peat. I asked my neighbour about the formation of the bogs and he told me it was trees that were cut down years ago, that composted and formed the bog. I want to ask him about the wood next time I see him.
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Interesting! Thanks for sharing
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