breathing is important for living.

how can we take for granted the most important necessity for living... how many times have we stopped to concentrate on our breath and then thanked our creator for giving that breath..

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to carry.

Small humans less of age fit nicely into wagons being pulled by larger humans more of age. Smiles are found at the happy expense of the larger human. But perhaps the larger human could modify the wagon into something more personalized.. maybe lower the ride height for the simple pleasure of changing the status quo. Humans are like wagons and they need to be modified from the world status quo into something that can promote smiles.

Eternal light...

Ibaraki_Kasugaoka. This Japanese Architect has constructed the perfect building, for me, in which to worship. My reasoning, is due to the reduction of religious iconography which leads to, well, religion. Since Yeshua didn't come to create a religion, I feel simplicity best suits worship of an unseen Creator. Though I would never want to reduce the importance of the work completed upon the cross, the symbol of my shame and at the same time the triumph of my Messiah. Furthermore, Yeshua speaks of how HE is the light of the world and came into this world to save, by way of the cross... This building, as a place to worship, complements singleness of though and focus, not on earthly objects, but the very light that is the symbol of life and a picture of Yeshua.

BLEGS... or bleggin it.

I am coining this phrase: "blegs" or "bleggin it". These youths with their tight pants hanging down pass their bottom...it appears as if their back flows right to the leg, without the interruption of the cheeks we sit upon. Hence the combination word back+legs=blegs, kinda like calves+ankles=cankles? It's not as mean as the later, and its not meant to be mean, just to describe such a strange fashion expression. I watch as the pants are constantly being pulled up, only to slide back down...this could prove injurious if one was running and the pants slipped to trip up the stride! Blegs! I always make the statement when I see the youth group kids blegging it. Ha!

eternal in the finite

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