Anyone Ever Noticed How Taco Seasoning Smells Like B.O From a Distance?

Alright, so- rant of the day: What is it with everyone wanting stuff figured out for them? I mean, I'll just be upfront so I don't have anyone biting my head off for being a hypocrite, I'm bad too, sometimes I just want the world to be made simple for me, but how lame is that? Where's the thrill of adventure, the seeking out of new knowledge, the thirst for unchartered territory? I've just graduated, and I have, quite literally, thousands of new opportunities waiting for me, countless doors begging to be opened!
So why do people want life served to them on a silver platter? It's like the kid rolling his eyes and loudly sighing when his mom tells him to look it up in the dictionary after him asking her what "facetious" means. (Can you tell I'm familiar with that kid?) We don't want to have to sweat for what we want, don't want to have to feel the burn in our calves to reach the top of the mountain. It's plain out ridiculous. So, true, life is short, but that should just mean we throw our all into it, instead of being safe and not making any waves. We should ask the hard questions, google how to fax a paper, instead of asking your dad to do it, run an extra mile when your lungs feel like they'll burst, jump out of that airplane, tell that person your beliefs, risk your heart, stop to pick up that person that just fell down. Come on, it's not rocket science people, and I'm talking to myself just as much as anyone else.
And so I'll take my own advice, which, actually, probably came from my dad.
Here you go, I believe God loves me. I believe Jesus died for me. I believe we're to love EVERYONE, no matter the race, belief, gender, or sexual preference, just as Jesus loves us. I believe that while we should love everyone, that doesn't mean we should accept everything that everyone does or believes, because, come on, we can't all be right. I believe that most churches, at least in this country, that I've been to, are whacked, and priorities and focus are all skewed.
So how's that? Sorry if I stepped on any toes, but you're all entitled to your beliefs, and I'm entitled to mine.
So, let's jump on it, eh? How about we take those risks. When I die, I want to be known as someone who showed real love to those she met, and lived life so full, that if it was any more full, it would explode.
What about you?