Fighting ~ a cold. A very mild one.
Noticing ~ all the little things that are neglected around here, that I never have time for.
Drooling ~ Over a new blog look that I don’t have the savvy to implement.
Wishing ~ for a nice haircut with highlights.
Praying about ~ adding English to my teaching schedule next year. Could be fun. Could also be wayyyy too much work.
Listening ~ to Isa Couvertier. The girl has heart.
Curious ~ about the monster that sent the 8th graders running last week. I was brave. 🙂 I put a quarter next to it and took a picture:
Sharing ~ a poem my dad wrote and emailed me:
A year has passed, a year of pain
Is it all in vain?
Jenna’s limp and lifeless body on my lap
I kissed her forehead and gave her back.
Jesus, why allow this to be?
Tonight he revealed this to me:
“The pain you feel is what you share of
My life I gave for you and her.”
Lord, let it be.
I am content in Thee.
Leon 23 March 2009. 00h25
Daddy, I have no words…