THE CRAPPER SPEAKS
Monday, September 11, 2006
I'll never know how much it costs to see my sin upon the Cross...It's not about self-discovery, it's about Spirit-discovery.
You know something cool? Well on Sunday, I went to Nexus. The journey was relatively uneventful and the weather seemed fine. However, I came out of Somerset station only to see a heavy downpour distrupt the final leg of my journey. It was already late in the afternoon and I was worried I couldn't get there on time to do
any work. After doddering around Specialist Shopping Centre, I decided to pray in faith for the rain to stop. The rain lightened but I thought, "that's not enough..." Not longer than 1 minute later, the rain reduced to a drizzle and I dashed through as the green man came on. I didn't have to; the rain stopped completely (I think, because I didn't feel the rain at all)!
I made my way past Centrepoint into Cuppage dry. As I reached the 6th floor, I saw a brother leaving for home. He came back promptly; there was a heavy downpour and he came back for an umbrella. o_O"!
I came to You in weakness, You gave me strength and consolation. Now I want to share it all around!
Psychedelic;
10:22 AM
CRAPPY
The Poem
A poem is a feeling,
A heartfelt longing,
What makes it good,
Depends on your mood.
A tingling in your heart,
A quick flash of a dart.
A fragment of your life,
The rhythms of YOUR jive.
So ask not from without,
But seek to show out loud,
For this is truly you,
Done beautifully too.
