Merry Christmas

" I see it as a strengthened heart, not a weakened one"

Is toDAY the DAY?

It was the morning of my convocation:

I had forgot to tell my parents I was going to be convocated (??!? not a real word)

I was in pajamas, couldn't find the formal dress I planned to wear

I was pretty sure I wasn't going to get a bouquet because again parents were not prepared

I was late

BUT I WAS AS HAPPY AS HAPPY CAN BE!!!!!

This sense of completion. A 6+5+2+5 = 18year long task.

"I did it?.....wow"

Nothing could spoil my day man, not people, not dresses, not flowers.

I. w.a.s. g.r.a.d.u.a.t.i.n.g!!! ......wow

Alas as I got into the car, a part of me already knew this was just a dream and I was going to wake up soon. And just as predicted I woke to the sound of the alarm...

Good morning 6.30am..Good morning paperwork.. Good morning another day as a student..

But a good morning nonetheless because I'm on my way there =)

Eeeeeeeeeek this is exciting! I really really want to make it!

Will have to remember to give the parents earlier notification before the real one though =p

Today:

I'm going to enjoy, embrace, cherish, hold on to, and savour what I was blessed with...

Just because I can =)

The Parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector

⁹To some who were confident of their own righteousness and looked down on everybody else, Jesus told this parable:

¹⁰"Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. ¹¹The Pharisee stood up and prayed about himself: 'God, I thank you that I am not like other men—robbers, evildoers, adulterers—or even like this tax collector. ¹²I fast twice a week and give a tenth of all I get.'

¹³"But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, 'God, have mercy on me, a sinner.'

¹⁴"I tell you that this man, rather than the other, went home justified before God. For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted."

I am unworthy, but in that unworthiness You loved me most?

How will I understand such depths of love.

Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.

Thou my soul's shelter, Thou my high tower.

Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.

~Irish hymn

Stepping out of stupidity

I was wrong.

I was wrong about everything I thought this world to be and its people in it.

I was wrong to overvalue that which is obviously no worth to others.

Why cradle shards of waste in your palm only to have them flung to the ground?

I was so so wrong and for that I only have myself to blame.

What are we doing?

If only to claw and spit to get to the top... If only to look out for one... If only to turn each against the other... If only to hoard the goods...

What are we doing?

Is a nights rest enough to put our souls at rest?

It seems so. With each day we trade our humanity for an extra hour of sleep or comfort or that extra sense of superiority.

I don't know what I am doing, or why I am so flawed.

Lord if You couldn't make me perfect, why couldn't You just make me blind?

The new, unrepeated, unprecedented, adventure of a human life..

Help me not waste it.

How do you

eat your pie and have it too...

be in two places at once...

witness the sunrise as it sets...

How do you?

Soul torn; in need of magic tape