About me: THE WORLD is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs—
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
- Gerard Manley Hopkins
Beauty and grace are preformed
whether or not we will or sense them.
The least we can do is try to be there.
– Annie Dillard,
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Video games are a big portion of my life, maybe too big of a portion. They are not a means of social interaction, despite what I might think. I should just go outside.
SETOOOOOOO! today we celebrate the day of your first birth...the day you made your mark upon our world. Where would i be without you? Where would any of us be without you? i'll tell you...We would be destitute and broken because you are truly the sunshine of our lives.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
Hey! Guess where i am going to be on friday?! Any ideas?!! Tell that girl of yours she NEEDS to email me back!!! need to talk to her asap!!
See you this weekend!!xx
Chris!
Your picture is hanging in my office. It was taken when you and shelley did shots of communion wine at our Charlottetown Church...ah ye, I miss you too, so much!
lets contact more ok?
love
TONS of snow, lots of interviews, and a very pleasant living situation. (I live with 4 lovely gentlemen) I don't think I can pull of the cowboy hat, But I plan on getting Linds one!
dude, I think its time you and Becks pulled out that secret snow dance that you do... My prayers arn't working. Its destitute man, where is the white stuff?