Held

“This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held.

This hand is bitterness
We want to taste it, let the hatred know our sorrow.
The wise hand opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

If hope is born of suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved
And to know that the promise was

When everything fell we’d be held.

”

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Clean clothes!


Clean clothes are just wonderful aren't they?

I have enough clothing to last me *almost* two weeks without washing. =) Of course that doesn't mean I actually go two weeks without doing any washing, BUT I could. (Ok...maybe I have gone one two-week stint, but I am in uni and have lots of assessment due ok?!)

But I did my washing this morning, and it is a wonderful feeling to have clean dry clothes!! Of course the feeling would be nicer if I had clean dry *folded* washing, but still.

I have to go soon!

oh no!! have to go shower so i can go and catch the bus...mayeb I'll write mo later!!
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