Richard Cao
Everybody, Somebody, Nobody. (translated from Chinese by the author)
Everybody wants to become somebody. However, only somebody can become somebody. Most of everybody will become nobody. Everybody will envantually forget about somebody. Somebody will finally become nobody.
What then is the meaning for everybody to try to become somebody? It seems that it does not make any sense to become somebody since someday nobody will ever remember that somebody ever exited in the world.
But the fact is that everybody is trying to become somebody. Then everybody should ask this question to himself: what is the motivation for me to try my best to become somebody?
Nobody can give a satisfying answer to everybody. Everybody has his own thought.
Let's listen to these different ideas:
"I want to be somebody becase my parents would like to do whatever it costs to help me to be a better man. I wnat to become somebody to thank my parents for what they have done for me. "
"I come from a poor area. I want to be soembody to glorify my ancestors. "
"I have a dream to be somebody someday so that I can do something for my country,for the land that raised me up, for the people I belong to. "
"I wnat to be somebody since I want to have a happy life, a happy family. "
"I want everybody to respect me. I want everybody to konw me. I want to be wellknown. "
"Everybody wants to become somebody. I am one of everybody, so I want to become somebody"
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Well, there maybe thousands of responses.
But let's ask this question: Is there something common in these responses?
Let's look at the first answer to see what is in common in these answers.
I came from a small village. When I went to high school, I came back home once a month. My mom or dad came to bring food for me almost every week. It is a long way from my home to school. But they never had any complains. Every time they came to bring the food, I knew I was eating the food my parents spared for me.
When I had the entrance test, I saw crowds of parents waiting outside the gate. I knew my parents were one of them.
When I saw my dad he was holding a bottle of water in his hand. It was for me! But his lips were dry. And I know your parents are one of many of those parents too.
"I want to be somebody becase they would like to do whatever it costs to help me to be a better man. I wnat to become somebody to thank my parents for what they have done for me. "
It is true. Our parents would like to do whatever it costs to help us to be a better person.
Why?
It hard to explain. But it is all out of "LOVE".
We need not have to look at other answers. We can conclude that it is all out of "LOVE".
Somebody might say I cannot see love. Can you show me what love is?
Well, I can not show you what LOVE is. But I can see the tears running down form somebody's eyes when I talked about our parents. What is that? That is love out of your heart running out of your eyes.
We love our parents; We love our friends; We love our country; We love our family; we love ourselves. But somebody showed us a far greater love. That is to love our enemy.
It is crazy. Indeed.
But he made it not for himself,not for somebody, but for everybody. For you, for me, for him and her.
He is Jesus.
Unfortunately, not everybody konws Him. Only somebody does.
Out of love, he created the universe; out of love he came to be born in the mager; out of love he died on the cross for us; out of love he resurected three days after he was crusified; out of love he says: nobody came to the father except through him since he is the way, the truth, and life.
Dear friends, do you belive this? If you do please make this prayer with me:
Dear lord, thank you for loving me. Thank you for dying on the cross for my sins. Thank you for forgiving my sins. I would like to come to you. I want you to come to my life, come to me, use me and mould me into the person you want me to be. In Jesus' name I pray.
Congratulations. Now you are a Christian. Now Jesus is in you. and you are in Him. You are in Love.
Go and hold fast to your dreams. Go and become somebody out of love,out of Jesus.
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