The Beating Hearts Of Two
I'm sitting here, the time reads 12.40 pm. I've not been doing anything much except read abit more of my novel and finish another chapter of the Max Lucado book I'm re-reading. I waiting for Andrew to go down to macs and pass me CDs that he wanted to lend me a long way back. I'm surprised he remembered, because I've forgotten. But Andrew is Andrew, he's a nice guy whose going to turn out a good man one day.
Later I'll go swimming. I've realise what Trix says is true; you lose weight after camps. Maybe it's cause you run around too much and you don't get to finish meals, but I must yet say again that camp was an awesome thing. I don't know about the rest who went, but this camp is where I've learnt about servanthood - ultimately. I could have been the only leader who didn't go for YLT, and no one saw enough in my heart to sign me up for it. And I was truly struggling with the fact that I was here telling God I would strive to push in more with Him, but when opportunity knocks for learning I wasn't given a portion it. But I've learnt about servanthood; and part of it is to be patient.
I might leave this site for good soon enough. I don't know. But I will never abandon it. This is the place where all my memories lie, from the periods of delinquency to grace to setbacks to revelations, I've typed them out here. And it stores too much of the past to be redeemed as nothing but a blog. I wouldn't call it one, but every single post is directed to something bigger than I am - even before I got saved - I didn't wanted just a channel to vent my emotions and feelings, I wanted someone up there to see it.
And in this journey I've learnt about Daddy in so many ways it excites me and puts me down at the same time. I'm excited to be growing and learning news things as I push on, yet I'm disappointed at myself for not going deeper; striving to know more of His word in particular. All in all His love exceeds my human ways and actions and thoughts. For his thoughts are not my thoughts, and I would never truly comprehend them.
This website, is where you get to know me. Every single part of me. My dreams, goals, ambitions, shortcomings, personality - me. This is the place that stores up all that has happened - big and small - throughout these three years of my adolescence. And though it might not seem like alot, it is enough for this guy here to call it his teenage years.
The next step now is to adulthood. I can't really place a finger on it and say I'm ready for it. Because it will come with new challenges that I will face. Yet I lean on Him in the times to come, for no one else would be able to pull me through than God and my willingness.
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So here's one for this adobe.
A little clinking of glass and a little smile,
The clasping hands would stay awhile,
and over the mist lies where we stand,
the red balloons and paraders dance
It's me, It's You, It's the song of the beating hearts of two.
No more is than what lays here within
No less is what You've seen and nested in
And the winds shall crash and Hokusai's strokes shall come to pass
But we hold hands till the first becomes last
It's me, It's You, It's the song of the beating hearts of two