"When love beckons to you, follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north

Wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.

Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest

branches that quiver in the sun,

so shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He shifts you to free your from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become

sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,

Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,

Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, 'God is in my heart, 'but rather,'I am in the heart of God.'

And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your

Heart and a song of praise upon your lips."

Adoption from "The Prophet"
As of meow, it is my favorite poem. :)

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-that one guy-

I suppose that being in college is a great experience. One of those experiences of course are the 8th wonder of the world- midterms and finals. I studied my hardest and still felt shaky about my test on Tuesday. But then I had an epiphany. We as Christians are given a midterm or final every time we are asked to share our faith. Wow... what a test. And how do we prepare for it? yeah, you guessed it. We study and learn and hopefully comprehend the material, not just memorize it. Just some food for thought...

Love to all
-That one guy-

I don't know if this is a legit site but I stumbled across it. Apparently if you click on the link in the middle of the page here www.thehungersite.com/clickToGive/home.faces?siteId=1&link=ctg_ths_home_from_ths_thankyou_sitenav you give a portion of food sponsored by the advertisements on the site. Even if it is not real, it makes you feel like you are doing something. So go click on it a few times. :)

-That one guy

If you are like me, you sat around when you were a kid holding down your elbow while twisting your forearm so that your palm faced up for a while and then (with amazement) turned your forearm to see the back of your hand. It was like magic to me... but with a little studying up of God's engineering feat I now understand it to be simple supination and pronation. as illustrated here



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I never realized why the songs we sing when we fellowship slow down so much. You may have realized this phenomenon. But within my head I don't want the singing to stop or the encouragement to cease. I wanted to sing all day and if we could have sang the same verse of any of the songs all day, my soul still would not have been satisfied. Subconsciously, we want to simulate our real home in heaven. I love my brothers and sisters. I love you all

-that one guy