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Consequences.........

This is probably going to be the most random blog entry in my life but it was my thoughts so I am going to write it anyway!!!

We had our last youth cell before Christmas today.  I love the youth they are truly truly truly fantastic.  However I am going to be so honest, I was thinking of stopping the youth work I do recently.  Tonight made me realise that is just so not an option!!! Anyway they love this game called consequences.  The one where you write a story line, fold the paper pass it to the next person they write another line and so on.  You end up with several stupid nonsense stories.  Sometimes you get the most fantastic stories from them though and things make sense even if you know they shouldn't, as the previous person had no clue what was written before hand.

I took a drive after youth cell to clear my head and just get myself in a place suitable for the up-coming week.  A thought came to me (yes this is the random part...) the game consequences can have some parallel to our lives.  People come in a write a part of our lives, whether that is friends, family, doctors, colleagues, neighbours, teachers or sometimes even complete strangers.  Each time they leave, we as people almost fold those memories over so no one can see them.  The next person then comes along and writes some more into our lives and sometimes the two link - sometimes they're worlds apart, but sometimes they do link.  

Then one day we will see the whole picture.  We will get to unfold the pieces of paper and look over the different entries people had and what affect that had on the following entry and the story of our lives as a whole.

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