biking with the wind blowing me...

yeah, hoping that my mind makes some sense in writing. my sense of black and white in matters relating to life and thoughts are becoming blurred - i hope not by the influence of new age but rather by the influence and my human understanding of the grace of God. i want these recordings to become a reminder of God's faithfulness in my golden days.
So, welcome my friend, let's learn together. I beckon you.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

White/Black

When I have made up my mind, I am thrown another offer. I can say it is divine. Just a method to make me a more flexible person? Could be. And learn not to say anything before decisions have been made and things have been confirmed.

When will I ever learn?

Growing up is like a love hate relationship. You enjoy the perks of it, yet cringe at the sheer challenge that comes with this calling. How ironic.

white/black,
gracey
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