I also like the cute toddler caleb, at cell today. A baby's grip is actually quite strong, i had quite a genuine struggle with him when he tugged at my paper.
There are a few things which i feel completely helpless about:
- counting, numbers money sheep. please refrain from passing me the receipt at any time. that gene must have been left out when i was borne.
- helping my sis think of an interesting two minute introduction of herself, for an emceeing course her boss signed her up for. i told her to lie that she didn't start speaking till she was three, because she wanted to talk about her glorious storytelling days.
- looking at the horrendously disgusting state of my cave. it's beyond messy and unkempt.
- organising, meetings outings everything.
- carrying a baby.
- stringing the guitar. of which i did not, but i learnt how to tune it using a tuner today, it was quite a cheap thrill :)
And it suddenly came to me, that you were there when i left for korea. and at the road to imm, and at that library, and at the foodcourt in wesmall, and in my room, and many others.
' The promise of Jesus to another crucified man is that he will awaken with Him in the garden that he - that we all - are created to inhabit. Paradise is the word for garden '
okay God, can i change my cave to a garden.
' There is a chamber also, a chamber in God Himself, into which none can enter but the one, the individual, the peculiar man '
that's a good question.
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