Friends, prayer & encouragement, swim.bike.run.fly, waiting for the one
It pierced my heart through and through, to realise that I was bound not only by fear, but by pride, too.I have been doing a lot of thinking about this. The only explanation I can think of for the ... Read More about Reality.
How it amazes me to be constantly reminded of how small our world is. How mind-blowing it is to know that one life can weave across and thread through the tapestry of so many lives, all over the ... Read More about Hideo, again.
When he appeared before me, I nearly jumped out of my seat. I had sat down at a table in a food centre and had no idea he was seated there too. This old man has the name Michael as well, and it was ... Read More about One by one.
beautiful encounters, depression & anorexia, prayer & encouragement, Recovery, swim.bike.run.fly
"Sometimes, we're just like ants. Ants on the Mona Lisa.""Huh?"I fell. It was such a silly fall, at an unpresumptuous spot. I heard the sound of bones breaking, saw the bleeding abrasion on my right ... Read More about Ants on the Mona Lisa. (edited)
prayer & encouragement, swim.bike.run.fly, waiting for the one
"That ring... is not good for you to wear."She took the ring from me, and we decided that she would return it to me only after I got married. "I will keep it for you." And that was that.Somehow a ... Read More about Sticking it out.
Last Sunday in my White Place, right in the middle of us singing, a lady walked right next to me and put her arm around me. We were singing about God's faithfulness, when she walked from a few rows ... Read More about Postcard from heaven.
