And Some Time Later…
ahhh feeling nostalgic. Just got in touch with a bunch of my really really really old friends from when i was like in elementary school. it feels so odd, but so cool lol
they are planning a meet up on the 14th of april i hope i can go hee hee
i should be able to ….
its funny because i had been thinking about it, and apparently they are also all on a nostalgia kick lol. life is so funny sometimes….i cant believe its been over a year i’ve been here already
i still miss so much of the states (namely my sister and my friends, and church…. and libraries and bookstores lol)
its crazy, but i have adapted well
on another note, after finally completing a project which will (hopefully) make my students less wild (the kids one)
i have spent over 100 Reais…… so i have like 200 to last me the rest of the month…. this will be an interesting month lol
but God will provide, he always does :) happy times happy times lol
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
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I know i never post anything,
and when i do its usually when I’m feeling down
i wish this time i could post something really warm and uplifting,
or something witty and funny but its actually something tragic…
Today as i was heading to school (for the first time in a while) the bus i was in ran over a lady (the bus is almost as long as three regular buses, and was filled with ppl, so though it wasn’t going too fast… yeah).
It was horrible. words just cant express…
needless to say i didn’t end up going to school i came right back home
guess I’m a bit in shock….
Anyway what i really want to say is there was a man that was with that woman. He was very distraught (of course), and i have no idea what his name is, but i would really appreciate it if others would join in prayer for him, i know i’ll be praying for him every night as well as for her family
thank you
Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid.
– Frederick Buechner (via jceyy) Via live a lot
Someone who will watch Miyazaki movies with me and listens to Brand New.
Are you alive?
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The end of a Good Good day :)
Today has been a good day, very peaceful in the lord.
no stress, no worries, and very relaxing :)
A day of awareness of how much God loves me and Cares for me.
The way He always makes things fall into place Amazes me.
Also i got to talk to my parents and chat w/ my sis online and that was good.
Thank You Jesus for this wonderful day
Love.
L o v e.
What is love?
If life comes down to love, what is it?
What does it really come down to?
And why?
Why love?
If life is a vapor, a brevity, what is love that I should consume life with it?
And who is God that He calls Himself love?
This word is tossed around as if it’s value…
The Child
Its a foggy day, in a grey, grey world. Swirling mists, envelop the child as it walks down a winding road. Blank eyed the child wanders, seemingly with out direction.
Darkness tugging on the edge of the mists, the child sits. Tired and unsure of where to go, numb to everything it waits.
The darkness grows and the mists grow stronger, the child watches unsure of what is happening, but too cold to move.
A voice sounds, from a far distance, calling the child’s name, but it doesn’t hear. a light shimmers from the horizon, trying to reach the child but it still doesn’t see.
The darkness is all around now, the mists are fading, the cold is winning. The child still sitting unfeeling.
The voice calls louder, the light comes farther, one tendril touches the child. It sees.
The child looks at the light: “what are you?” it says, eyes starting to clear, “how do you know my name?”
“I am your Father” the light says, “And i gave you your name.”
“my father?” the child asks, looking around, seeing the darkness still trying to hold on “I have a Father?”
“yes little one” answers the light again, getting coming closer to the child, “you do, and I have been looking for you”
“where am i?” asks the child, not recognizing the place. “why is it so cold here?”
“you have wandered away and gotten lost my child, this place is cold for there is no Light. Why don’t we go back home where it is warm and safe?” says the light.
“Home? its warm there?”
“yes it is”
“i would like warm” the Light smiles. “then come with me little one”
The child tries to get up but can’t, its legs are too stiff from cold. “I can’t get up Father, how am i to follow you?” says the child close to tears, ” I want to go home.”
“It is ok dear one, I can take you” the Light bends down and picks up the child, enveloping it with his light and warmth they head back home, the child now safe in its Father’s arms.
The darkness screeches, but fades away. Knowing that it lost.
things that take skill and things that are awkward
Things that take skill:
running down the stairs while getting dressed and eating at the same time.
running down slippery hills
falling asleep standing up in a moving bus w/out falling
Things that are awkward:
putting on uniform in middle of crowded bus
having to tell work i’m gonna miss a day of work after i made a big fuss for getting a note so i wouldnt have to miss another day
having students hit on you, because they mistook being friendly for being interested, then having to turn them down
