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| - i just consumed one too many fruity smiles, and now think i may actually become ill
- i can't stop listening to Strict Joy. thanks to Justin for buying it for me for no particular reason
- i finally met Natty Bumpo
- alex comes home this weekend. it will be good to see him!
- i love my friend justin more all the time.
- i actually have my life divided into chapters by major events..., but they only go back to Davis. | | |
| Today Justin and I said goodbye to a friend. We sat side by side with friends and family. We saw his face for the last time, and the casket closed. The end of one chapter and the beginning of another.
Why can't we always live with the reflection that comes after a tragedy, without first experiencing the tragedy? If the worth of a man's life is determined by the quantity and qualities of his glories, why can't we live in them constantly? The thing about the glory is that it comes without prompting and force. You look up and it's upon you. Why can't we live every moment truly alive while we have the chance?
Seeing the death of someone so young is hard. We always expect we'll make it into adulthood. We make our plans, and imagine our lives as "grown ups." But what if we don't make it that far? What if we don't make it to next Christmas, or to this weekend? The pragmatic rages against the idealist - How can I live better? Love better? Give more? How can I do all that without wasting my assets? Without bringing my family into bankruptcy? Maybe it's time to grow up and get busy. I have loved my leisure, and it has cost me tremendous loss. Friends leave, and I wonder, why didn't I know you better?
Maybe it's time for a new chapter in my own life:
Chapter 3: The Part When I Got Busy
But really? How long before I lapse into apathy again? | | |
| - leaving for Syracuse in 23 minutes!
- i get to see AMY on sunday!!
- 21 minutes
- i love to grow basil. i learned how to keep it really well, and i plan on having fresh live basil for the rest of my life
- i think i will pursue a career in food
- i was talking with kathy at lunch, and we realized it's probably rare to have two people who would be as excited as we are about olive oil tastings
- 18 minutes
- i like it when work is busy
- 14 minutes and I've got to get ready bye | | |
| - yesterday the lady at Zales told me to have a good holiday... i couldn't for the life of me figure out what holiday she was talking about. I though, "is there a holiday this weekend? What holiday did I miss? Does she think Thanksgiving is closer than it is?" honestly! I got on my iPod to check holidays. I thought... maybe it's one of those weird ones no one remembers? Didn't figure out for about an hour that she was talking about Halloween!
- that same lady at Zales tried so hard to sell me on a diamond wedding band. I think she was disappointed when I liked the one that cost $99.00.
- still trying to find a church for the wedding
- samraj wants to be a groomsman
- i bought justin a present and can't wait to give it to him
- work is crazy busy today! (thank God for breaks)
- one minute left on break, time to post
- i'm listening to CHRISTMAS MUSIC!!! | | |
| He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane
I am a tree
bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am unaware of these afflictions,
eclipsed by Glory
and I realize just how beautiful You are
and how great Your affections are for me
And OH, how He loves us
Oh, how he loves us
How He loves us, oh...
He loves us,
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves!
Yeah, he loves us,
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves!
We are His portion and He is our Prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to mantain these regrets when I think about the way
He loves us,
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves!
Yeah, he loves us,
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves! | | |
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