Work diligently, in everything do it unto the LORD. When we work hard, it sets a standard. Let us not waste talents, abilities. Use them.
Whirl around, around, around. THoughts that never stop. Cycles of emotions all around. Whirl. All around. Only in God can I hold on with out flying off. Whirl, culture, time all things have been whirling recently, I wonder if it will continue? When I look at 1st I just became dizy, but is it now that beauty is beginning to form with the Whirling Whirling Whirling. Clay in the potters hand. Whirling, whirled. Whirl.
Dream that is repetition. Dreams that are new, old, similar--but different. They come and go, I have stopped jotting them down. Let them come and go. Wake up and ask my Lord, ask him why what it means. Asking no more about the reasons, but instead ask for the people. The people in them.
Stars, uncountable. So bright on a cloud separated night. It is similar where ever you go, with different views, but constant. Constant reminding me that God is with me where ever I go. Here, near, far, dangerous or safe. I can rest. I don't have to worry where my feet will be led. <3
Japan. So many things, so many things have happened. It will come to an end. Just the stage for now. Just now. Many things still learning, to be learned, learnt.
Culture--links, language--powerful, people--similar but we all expect and understand differently.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlYuyJjfVHQ&noredirect=1
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