The weather is heavy, hot and drowsy. Despite the lousy outside where I'm perpetually blinking and making an effort to breath (but not too deeply), I feel good inside.
I've gotten so used to waiting for some resolution that I habitually plan the end but forget to live.
Today, I could feel down because going out makes for congested breathing and fed up minds. But in spite of it all I'm alert, happy but just carrying groggy eye lids.
I've gotten so used to waiting for some resolution that I habitually plan the end but forget to live.
Today, I could feel down because going out makes for congested breathing and fed up minds. But in spite of it all I'm alert, happy but just carrying groggy eye lids.
Shing--just want you to know that at least one old friend (old in both senses of the word!) has been reading your blog, and cheering you on.
ReplyDelete... but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint. (Is 40:31)
Stay well, my friend.
Old? Isaiah begs to differ. Thanks! I need your words of support? How's Chicago? I miss the jazz festival.
ReplyDeleteCome experience the jazz festival again in person, and we shall catch up!
ReplyDeleteLet's see how soon it works out.
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