"A man seeks employment on a farm. He hands his letter of recommendation to his new employer. It reads simply, 'He sleeps in a storm'. The owner is desperate for help, so he hires the man. Several weeks pass, and suddenly, in the middle of the night, a powerful storm rips through the valley. Awakened by the swirling rain and howling wind, the owner leaps out of bed. He calls for his new hired hand, but the man is sleeping soundly. So he dashes off to the barn. He sees, to his amazement, that the animals are secure with plenty of feed. He runs out to the field. He sees the bales of wheat have been bound and are wrapped in tarpaulins.He races to the silo. The doors are latched, and the grain is dry. And then he understands. 'He sleeps in a storm' My friends, if we tend to the things that are important in life, if we are right with those we love and behave in line with our faith our lives will not be cursed with the aching throb of unfulfilled business. Our words will always be sincere, our embraces will be tight. We will never wallow in the agony of 'I could have, I should have.' We can sleep in a storm. And when it's time, our good-byes will be complete. " - Have a Little Faith
Urgh @ interruptions, lost my train of thought. Besides xanga's formatting is really screwed up right now. Some other time then.
And Hansel said to Gretel, "Let us drop these breadcrumbs... so that together we find our way home." Because losing our way would be the most cruel of things. Losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But, losing your reason for the journey, is a fate more cruel.
I don't really fancy having double posts under the same date header. Well as if it matters. And in case you're wondering, no, I'm not in love. Just finding solace is this dreary world. Cynic. Laugh. Ha-ha.
There are times when life calls out for a change. A transition. Like the seasons. Our spring was wonderful, but summer is over now and we missed out on autumn. And now all of a sudden, it's cold, so cold that everything is freezing over. Our love fell asleep, and the snow took it by surprise. But if you fall asleep in the snow, you don't feel death coming. Take care.
It's funny how you find yourself getting what you have always wanted only once you have stopped looking. Maybe dreams do come true, just in a very queer sort of way. Everything's been really tough lately, but I'm holding on to these dreams. Admittedly, I'm quite scared. No. I'm shit scared. But with hell to failure, to you and to the world.
