Wednesday, February 28, 2007

I don’t quite know where to begin. Marveling at the amazing thresholds that I stand at, my life suddenly seems complete. I know that when you wake up every morning with a smile on your face and a song in your heart, that you must be doing something right. I wake up like that nowadays… for some weeks now. Life fits.

Regrets? There are many. There will be more to come. Life isn’t too short for regrets. But it is too short to spend time thinking about them. Knowing that I have regrets gives me a reasonable chance at not making the same mistakes again.

And at the end of the day, I feel a burst of energy that comes from being around my family, where the love you give and the love you get is in the same (gigantic) proportions. Of course, there have been problems, rebellion and bitterness…. but love… it overflows. And my heart, in all its fullness, is theirs.

And friends. My friends, the ones I know who care for me as much as I care for them. Who look out for my good, who accept me for who I am, not for what they want me to become. Who tell me that I’m being obnoxious and ask me to shut up, but do it with such love and such grace…

And God. Whoever says there is no God, must really be a fool. It really is impossible to see all the beauty around you and think of it as just a coincidence. How can anyone not believe in someone who said that he would never leave you? Who told you that every hair on your head is numbered and that he carved you in his very hands… and how can you not love Him..

And the future… it is so bright... that it burns my eyes :)

Thursday, February 01, 2007

How do you know when its too much…
Too much love
Too much trust
Too much truth
Too many expectations
Too much adoration
Too much success
Too much work
Too much money
Too much freedom
Too much anticipation
Too much hope
Too many fears
Too many dreams
Too many lies
Too much joy
Too much laughter
Too many tears
Too many burdens
Too much confusion
Too much competition
Too much sugar
Too much warmth
Too much sunshine
Too many colours
Too much security
Too many words
Too many worries
Too many glances
Too much waiting
Too many times