Sleeping at Last.

When the world welcomes us in,
We’re closer to Heaven than we’ll ever know.
They say this place has changed,
But strip away all of the technology
And you will see
That we all are hunters,
Hunting for something that will make us okay.

Here we lay alone in hospital beds,
Tracing life in our heads;
But all that is left
Is that this was our entrance and now it’s our exit,
As we find our way home.

All the blood and all the sweat
That we invested to be loved
Follows us into our end,
Where we begin to understand

That we are made of love,
And all the beauty stemming from it.
We are made of love,
And every fracture caused by the lack of it.

“You were a million years of work,”
Said God and His angels, with needle and thread.
They kissed your head and said,
“You’re a good kid and you make us proud.
So just give your best and the rest will come,
And we’ll see you soon.”

All the blood and all the sweat
That we invested to be loved
Follows us into our end,
Where we begin to understand

That maybe Hollywood was right:
When the credits have rolled and the tears have dried,
The answers that we have been dying to find
Are all pieced together and, somehow,
Made perfectly mine.

We are made of love,
And all the beauty stemming from it.
We are made of love,
And every fracture caused by the lack of love.

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yes, yes.
yes.
undeniably yes.

Just do your best, and the rest will come.

I am disappointed with Copeland's new CD. I will continue to listen to it to give it a full chance to grow on me, but in all it seems to be lacking in innovation.

I love working at Claymore. Steaming milk is so satisfying, especially when I get the real silk microfoam. yeehaw

Today was a beautiful day, as tired as I am. It is not over- I must get some homework completed before sleep tonight.

I had a wonderful conversation with a man today in Boston. He is a wonderful person- growing in faith and fighting his own demons and battles, inside and out. We prayed together and I know God is at work in his life. He is searching for work, but followed to every encounter in his job-search with his record; which is not the best. He regrets so much, and feels alone. But in all things he acknowledged that he is not starving and not freezing. He still is homeless and carries everything he really owns on a 4GB flash drive. He's brilliant; very naturally inclined for learning; languages especially- Hebrew, for one. Computer language, another. But he has been teaching himself pretty much the whole way. There is so much more, much more than I know- but I feel so blessed to have had this conversation today.

I also find it interesting that the majority of homeless people that I have talked to in Boston are not favoring Obama. Interesting? Yes. Perhaps we should consult those who we hope the government will be helping and benefiting before jumping on the bandwagon of whoever seems to be the most liberal and poor-loving. Whatever the hell that means.
I'm babbling, sorry. But I can't help but think about how much the government was never meant to be in control of as much money as it is, or as much as it may be in the very near future. Taking money out of the pockets of people trying to work in this economy will not solve anything. The government is not efficient in handing out money to anyone. There should be more state-control and state-made decisions. Small government to keep the country more democratic. That is the point, people. the founding fathers were using their brains all the way back then. Let's not forget what that means.

Now, I am not trying to sway anyone one way or another, but trying to flush out my own confusion. I am an independent, and I feel it is the only safe way to go. I will NOT be swayed by your labels. But dang, it's hard being in the middle of it all.

there is more on this, but Hebrew is waiting. amongst my other piles of work.


You're a million years of work.