Trawled the Web for used car adverts and this little bugger captured my heart - nearly. My exotic automobile dream burst when dad came in and pointed out all the impracticalities, e.g. hard-to-find spare parts, leaded fuel, and most of all, $$$.
One day perhaps... *Ed strokes picture on monitor*
I love you And i will never leave you Nor forsake you And i love you And i will never leave you
You are my child You are my child When you're down When your heart is broken When no one seems to care Please know that i love you
Cuz you are my child You are my child And i want to wrap my arms around you And i want to wrap my arms around you And say everything,everything will be alright
You are my child You are my child Let me wipe those tears from your eyes Let me wipe those tears from your eyes
Come to me Come to me Come to jesus Come to him Come to jesus Come to him
Last week was surreal, this week felt low. It's funny how one prays for help and then avoids it when it's freely offered...
Recently read Mitch Albom's Tuesdays with Morrie, the author's personal account of watching his ex-professor succumb gradually to a generative disease while soaring continually above the tragedies of life.
Teared at the sad ending. For sure, it's reminded me of one important thing in life - family. Although essentially Buddhist in outlook, I do agree with Morrie on at least one thing: "When you learn how to die, you learn how to live."
Just 2 hours ago at the airport, I briefly recounted all the trips in my life. Not many, but certainly all are memorable.
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
It was an inspiring encounter last night with Nick Vujicic, a 25yo Australian born without arms and legs. Even as my mom recovers from her hysterectomy, his life story really assured me that God has a greater purpose for me, my mom, and my family.
Nick's message: Victory is promised even when God doesn't change one's circumstances.
Him and children: I think I was asked by a little boy, "But how do you tie up your shoelaces?" I'd get some kids brave enough to look up my sleeves and asking me where I'm hiding my arms.
His struggle: There were times when I felt depressed and angry because I couldn't change the way I was... I went to Sunday School and learned that God loves us all and that He cares for you... I didn't understand that if God loved me why did He make me like this? Is it because I did something wrong? ...I wanted to end my pain and end my life at a young age...
Does sitting by a nice cozy fire, with a cup of hot tea/chocolate, and a book you can read for hours even when your eyes grow red and dry and you look sort of scary sitting there with your insomniac appearance? Then you fit this category perfectly! You love the power of the written word and it's eloquence; and you may like to read/write poetry or novels. You contribute to the smart people of today's society, however you can probably be overly-critical of works.