• goldimyrr@gmail.com
  • (+63 52) 742 5577

Fluid emotions swimming through a wild current of ideas Read more: Musings of the Midnight Writer: Fluid emotions swimming through a wild current of ideas Under Creative Commons License: Attribution Non-Commercial No Derivatives

Fluid emotions swimming through a wild current of ideas Read more: Musings of the Midnight Writer: Fluid emotions swimming through a wild current of ideas Under Creative Commons License: Attribution Non-Commercial No Derivatives

<div class=”MsoNormal” style=”line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;”>
<b><span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt;”></span></b></div>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif;”><br />
</span><br />
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif;”> We all love to know. We love to know that the ones we love are just close by. We love to know what plans our loved ones are getting perky about. We love to know how things are going on for the people we care about. It is for this reason we love to communicate, whether with just a touch or by an exchange of words.<br />
<br />
But there are moments in our lives when we are simply void of understanding. We are bereft of any information about the going-ons in the lives of the people we care for. And though we could think about the possibilities, our visions become myopic. <br />
<br />
At these moments, a firm grip or a warm embrace may fill in for the gaps and bridge through the silences….to make up for the unknowing….but just then, during these moments, it’s as if you can’t get through to them…try as you might, it is like there rises walls that come dividing or pitfalls that keep you separated…<br />
<br />
But for whatever reason or cause is the struggle, it’s losing control of things that makes many of us weak until our senses fail down to the base and loose the ability to use common sense.&nbsp;</span></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<br /></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif;”>Remember how you have to keep your hands open to contain dry sand? The world has never changed in the way it works: <b>To love is still to lose control.</b></span></div>
<br />
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif;”></span><br />
<div class=”separator” style=”clear: both; text-align: center;”>
<a href=”http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ho1W0AwJYw4/TF2ewThJu9I/AAAAAAAAA0w/-229HLC_oaM/s1600/24918_1381508213242_1098052953_1124592_2702516_n.jpg” imageanchor=”1″ style=”margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;”><img border=”0″ src=”http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ho1W0AwJYw4/TF2ewThJu9I/AAAAAAAAA0w/-229HLC_oaM/s320/24918_1381508213242_1098052953_1124592_2702516_n.jpg” /></a></div>
<link href=”file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CDimple%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml” rel=”File-List”></link><link href=”file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CDimple%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx” rel=”themeData”></link><link href=”file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CDimple%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml” rel=”colorSchemeMapping”></link><style>
<!–
/* Font Definitions */
@font-face
{font-family:”Cambria Math”;
panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;
mso-font-charset:0;
mso-generic-font-family:roman;
mso-font-pitch:variable;
mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1107304683 0 0 159 0;}
@font-face
{font-family:Calibri;
panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4;
mso-font-charset:0;
mso-generic-font-family:swiss;
mso-font-pitch:variable;
mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;}
@font-face
{font-family:Tahoma;
panose-1:2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2 4;
mso-font-charset:0;
mso-generic-font-family:swiss;
mso-font-pitch:variable;
mso-font-signature:1627400839 -2147483648 8 0 66047 0;}
/* Style Definitions */
p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal
{mso-style-unhide:no;
mso-style-qformat:yes;
mso-style-parent:””;
margin-top:0in;
margin-right:0in;
margin-bottom:10.0pt;
margin-left:0in;
line-height:115%;
mso-pagination:widow-orphan;
font-size:11.0pt;
font-family:”Calibri”,”sans-serif”;
mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;
mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;
mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;
mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;
mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;
mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;
mso-bidi-font-family:”Times New Roman”;
mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}
.MsoChpDefault
{mso-style-type:export-only;
mso-default-props:yes;
mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;
mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;
mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;
mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;
mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;
mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;
mso-bidi-font-family:”Times New Roman”;
mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}
.MsoPapDefault
{mso-style-type:export-only;
margin-bottom:10.0pt;
line-height:115%;}
@page Section1
{size:8.5in 11.0in;
margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;
mso-header-margin:.5in;
mso-footer-margin:.5in;
mso-paper-source:0;}
div.Section1
{page:Section1;}
–>
</style> <br />
<div style=”text-align: center;”>
<b><span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt;”>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; *When You Can’t Trace His Hand, </span></b><br />
<b><span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt;”> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; When You Don’t See His Plan, </span></b><br />
<b><span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt;”> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; When You Don’t Understand, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></b><br />
<b><span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt;”> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Trust His Heart….*</span></b></div>
<br />
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif;”> It is in this same image that our relationship with God is forged in spirit and fire. Many times in our lives, we think God has forgotten about us and is not willing to help us get what we want the most. </span></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<br /></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif;”>We seek him but then he is just right with us…and even when we could not marvel at what his plans are, if we only put our trust in him, we can be sure that things will fall into their proper places.</span></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;”>&nbsp; </span></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;”><span style=”font-size: x-small;”>Picture Credit: G. Longoria </span></span><br />
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;”><span style=”font-size: x-small;”>Jump to Post:</span></span></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;”><span style=”font-size: x-small;”><a href=”http://goldimyrr.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-going-to-madrid.html”>~I am crazy for even worrying.</a></span></span></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;”><a href=”http://goldimyrr.blogspot.com/2010/08/wyd-madrid-2011.html%20″><span style=”font-size: x-small;”>Living firm in the faith, rooted and planted in his love.</span></a> </span></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<br /></div>
<div style=”text-align: left;”>
<span style=”font-family: &quot;tahoma&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;”>*From the lyrics of a Babbie Mason song, “Trust His Heart”</span></div>

Leave a Reply