ever? Me Even the stuff I at least attempt to hide from everyone else. AHHHH! From that moment on, a.

You burn in my heart. Oh my goodness, how you burn. I keep telling Him I want to come back and live with you. Sometimes I miss you so much it physically hurts. But He tells me He gives it because what He wants is for me to pray as passionately from here as if I were loving you in person there. I love you, my Cambo kiddos.

I love rain and gloomy days. Wet and cloudy days complement my habitual state of melancholy. A pensive mood suits me well, and a rainy day brings everything together into pessimistic perfection. To help me express my deepest emotions. To help uncover my blind spots. 8211; To show me the things that matter to me the most.

Monday, November 9, 2015. Ryan held my hand as we drove home as fast as we could, both of us crying intermittently. We moved in slow motion across the dark road into the circle of lights from the police cars and the cars of the kind strangers who had stopped and stayed until we arrived. They shone on him as he lay beside the road, my beautiful Alex. And now he is gone.

The Girl in the Red Rubber Boots. The Fantastic Puns of Teenagers. One of the highlights of my job is that, now and then, one of the students will effortlessly spit out a truly fantastic pun. Here are some of my favorites. 8220;Aubrey, are you dentist? .

Poetry is sane because it floats easily in an infinite sea;. Reason seeks to cross the infinite sea, and so make it finite. To accept everything is an exercise, to understand everything a strain. The poet desires only exaltation and expansion, a world to stretch himself in. The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens.

Do I reject, accept, or reform the Mennonite culture. Do people know me as a Christian or a Mennonite? November 16, 2010. Posted by thedifferentmennonite under Uncategorized. Wow that is a challenge considering how busy we are these days! May God give us the courage and willingness to be still and know HIM! The w.