Learning to Breathe

by Switchfoot

Hello, good morning, how you do?
What makes your rising sun so new?
I could use a fresh beginning too
All of my regrets are nothing new
So this is the way that I say I need You
This is the way that I'm

Learning to breathe
I'm learning to crawl
I'm finding that You and You alone can break my fall
I'm living again, awake and alive
I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies

Hello, good morning, how you been?
Yesterday left my head kicked in
I never, never thought that
I would fall like that
Never knew that I could hurt this bad

So this is the way I say I need You
This is the way that I say I love youThis is the way that I say I'm Yours
This is the way, this is the way

The past in black and white

You give and you take away.

but then you give again, right ?

Puffed

To be honest, I miss running competitively alot. I miss participating in big events like the 400m. I miss the smell of the hot rubber track. I miss the anticipation of the gun shot. I miss the foot steps and the breaths you hear from people behind you. I miss the roaring cheers. I miss how accomplishing it feels to win however painful the race was. I miss winning :(

I miss how awesome Saga house was .I miss being the co-star runners with Lyn. I miss being so confident of winning that we could plan out which races we would j

oin so that we could win all of them. I miss breaking 4x400m records. Miss Liew come to this side of Australia !

But alas, those days are over. I feel so unfit ... Just went for a run and barely lasted 25mins of pace running .RAWRR... volleyball redeem me !

Oral assesments..

 'Judging from our essays you can tell our parents are definitely doctors...'

Pray and love and pray and love

Those are the two things that kept ringing in my head as I watched an interview with Mother Theresa. I admit I had never really known how much impact she had on so many lives by just practicing these two things, to pray and to love. Just by her few words in an 8 min interview have I already received so much. These are a few of her quotes :-

'...but everywhere there are people. They may not be hungry for bread, but they are hungry for love and that is much harder to satisfy.'

'In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love.'

'Jesus said love one another. He didn't say love the whole world.'

'If you cant feed a hundred people , then feed one'

'we can't have peace in the world without peace in our own heart'

'Intense love does not measure it just gives'

'Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls'

'Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier'

'What we are doing are only but a drop in the ocean. But the ocean is made of drops. No?'

Now, how can you not be inspired by such words like these. I believe even as she has received so much recognition for her work she would only still be as humble as she was before and say 'I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world.'

'I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt only more love'

Mondays on tuesday

Is it just me or has 3 months just whizzed by way too fast. Well, maybe not 'too' fast, i'm not complaining .Though wondering what i actually did that was of any use this year is very hard. Hannah's personal message 'Live intentionally' struck a chord but I've done too much in depth thinking today .Speaking of in depth thinking, we watched a documentary on Stephen hawking and his views on the black hole and creation and stuff. The guys obsessive curiosity baffles me .
Bleugh, sorry if this post isn't making any sense. Monday is the most draining day of the week, first science which actually makes sense, and then u head to ethics and morality to learn about Stephen Hawking, completely contradicting everything your science teacher just thought you, then its Maths which only speaks for itself. Then, while trying to decipher the numbers and formulas you starve thinking only of that wonderful array of food waiting for u in locker. English doesn't help either, your teachers head is in the clouds fluttering with all her dramatical dreams of art and music and therefore everything you do is nothing short of 'wonderful' or 'brilliant' which frustrate you to no end. A depressing movie about an autistic child and a disfunctional family don't help either.
But then, it starts to rain and the earth opens up to receive the sweet drops of life and everything is forgiven :) you notice the awkward smiles on everyones faces noticing the rain and you realize... maybe your day wasn't that bad at all .

He's small and he's cute

and his name is Mochi

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