Trying to know God's will

Friday, October 28, 2005

one last blog for today

I went to WalMart yesterday to do some grocery shopping in the evening...
Let's see , I got Yougurt, milk, pasta, marshmellow popcorn "havent tried it yet, hopefully good", ground beef, kiwi, orange, appple, mushroom, green pepper, grapes for Lola, deli & cheese, ... I cant remember what else ,,,, Paid 50$, I also paid almost the same amount last staurday in Krogers' 10 for 10 ( I paid 50 for 50 :P)
I guess this should last for a while

Maire Brennan

if I have had a choice where to be born, I would have probably chosen Either Scotland or Irelan!! I just love Celtic Music!! I could listen for hours & never get bored " even if the singing is in gaelic :P"

I wouldn't have enjoyed the cold waether tho !! Long Live the warm & sunny Egypt :P

I listened to the above singer today on Amazon... LOVED the music, the cd is called "Whisper to the Wild Water" .. she also sings Be Thou My Vision in gaelic .....awwwww... awesome

Just a little bit of heaven....

Sometimes I realize
when I gaze inthe skies
This spinning world is not my home
A place of mystery,
a land of destiny
Is where I know one day I'll go
I dream of beauty I have never seen
I know the arms of heaven wait for me
And yet I feel its sweetness here and now
In this life on earth- I have found

CHORUS
Un lugar celestial
Just a little bit of heaven sent from up above
Un lugar celestial
Where the presence of my FatherHolds me in His love
Un lugar celestial

When all my skies are gray
I simply steal away
Into my secret hiding place
When hearts are cold as ice
The breath of paradise
Blows warm and gentle on my face
I know I need my time alone with Him
His healing waters flowing deep within
Don't have to wish upon a distant star
'Cause the light of love fills my heart

CHORUS
El cielo me llama (Heaven is calling me)
Caminando en las nubes (Walking on the clouds)
Dulce beso de libertad (Sweet kiss of liberty)
Nubes de gloria (Cloudsof glory)

Amen !!! I can't wait to be in heaven!! I want to see My Father & my father !!

Saturday, October 22, 2005

when I am down

and o my soul so weary
when troubles come & my heart burdened be
then i am still, and sit here in the silence
until u come and sit a while with me
u raise me up so i can stand on mountains
u raise me up to walk on stormy seas
I am strong when I am on YOUR shoulders
u raise me up to more than I can be

Sunday, October 09, 2005

People i work with

it is sunday morning, and I decided to blog some. Since I have wanted this to be kinda like a diary and so far I have not written anything personal, i decided to talk about that , Lo And Behold , "The people I work with "
now that may make it seem that I adore my work & ppl there. while the truth is totally the opposite. I am not writing out of hatred either , I mean , I simply dont care much about ppl in there , except that, for the fact that there r 12 ppl in my unit, they are very unique unusual characters. 2 AT LEAST of wich have major psychiatric problems. I had another colleague, an older dr, we usually discuss these 2 characters and try to classify them according to the DSM classification.
I have dubbed some of my colleagues with nicknames , simply bkz these nicknames suit them more than their real name :D

let's see...............

1- Black Pete : black Pete is kind of the boss. He has been in that job for 9 years . 9 WHole years in that tedious job !! I think he deserves a medal for that . He is a nice guy, altho, when he acts mean when the other mean ppl are around. and oh how much he loves to teach, if I ask him a simple question at 9 am , I will be lucky if I go home at 3:30 pm. But , to be honest , he knows his stuff and I respect him. I feel sorry for him tho, he claims he is a "Panthesit" or something. which means he belives in all Gods or whatever. He was complained that how can God know how it feel to be human , to be Lonely.... I was thinking then " Oh well, God sure know how it feels. Jesus was lonely in the graden of Gesthemane and on the cross" but I did not speak, I basically keep commuincations to minimum at work
The reason I dubbed him Black Pete is .... once his beard starts growing.... he really reminds me of Black Pete with his double chin & round face :)

2-The environmentalist: I called him that bkz he just got his Masters in that field. He is a nice african man, and we have carpooled twice in the last week. He is muslim. The thing that kinds irked me while riding with him is his cologne. Gosh so strong and overpowering. Other than that he is ok. One thing tho , when it was my turn to drive, it was sunday, and I had my radio on the christian radio station as usual. I lowered the volume since i didnt want him to think that I am forcing him to listen to christian preaching. I was really surprised when Ravi Zachariah started to preach, my colleague immidiately commented :" Hey ! I listen to this man sometimes too. a very Good speaker". I was so thrilled, but unfortunately we had arrived so i lost the opportunity to discuss that with him

3-Braveheart
(today is October 27 - I think!!!- talk about being committed to writing a diary !! I am hopeless!)
Braveheart is one of the sweetest man I have ever met! he is so kind and helpful, and funny as well, he has his own "words" that we all learn to quote! for example, everytime his shift is over, he stands in the middle of the room, raises his hands and Yells : FREEDOM!!! "that is why I call him braveheart/ like Mel Gibson used to say in the movie. He also has the cutest kids, he is so proud of them , showing me new pics every week :)

4- The shrink : He tries to shrink everyone else & they never notice!!! But not me, I am not going to sit down& tell him my life story. Especially that he shares everything later with the rest!! Not that I would share my problems with him if he did not. I just sit there and have a "Me Speak No English". That works GREAT *giggle*

5-R.
I would have called him the ...umm... , oh well he is nice , but he is gay. Once the radio was on, and they were saying like 70% of population Believes in God " cant really recall the nature of the topic", he started cussing & swearing , and I am thinking to myself: " Yeah right... noone will report u when u curse God, while if I say anything about homosexuality, u will report me & have me fired same day.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Random Thoughts on Friendship

It's not about being heard all the time. LISTEN.
It's OK not to agree sometimes.
Never ever share someone else's secrets. It's the measure of TRUSTWORTHINESS.
Never break promises.
DEPENDABILITY is a virtue.
friend accepts you for who you are. BE YOURSELF.
NEVER EXPECT to receive what you give.
People love DIFFERENTLY. Accept that.
MAKE TIME for coffee/lunch, to watch a movie, call, text, email.
Be AVAILABLE. It secures an audience in the future.
A good friend brings out the BEST in you.CHOOSE the right ones.
They can make or break this journey called life.
Age doesn't matter. Older ones are a source of WISDOM,
Younger ones make you LOOK wiser.
Relatives make great friends too. TRY MOTHERS

thank u, dad, i miss u

"...to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever." (J.K. Rowling, The Sorcerer's Stone)

I Wouldn't Have Chosen You

I wouldn't have chosen you
... to be my friend
you are so different from me
you focus mostly on yourself
you do things at your convenience
you are a fierce enemy
you blurt out statements without making apologies
your remarks can sometimes throw me off my feet
I wouldn't have chosen you
... but God did
you can teach me patience
you can teach me unconditional love
you can show me a glimpse of my old self
you can help me realize that I am still work in progress
you can help me see that I am a product of those who loved me
even if they didn't choose me

more quotes

The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion,
who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement,
who can tolerate not-knowing,not-curing,
not-healingand face with us the reality of our powerlessness,
that is the friend who cares.
Those who can sit in silence with their fellowman
not knowing what to say
but knowing that they should be there,
can bring new life in a dying heart.
Those who are not afraid to hold a hand in gratitude,
to shed tears in grief,
and to let a sigh of distress arise straight from the heart,
can break through paralyzing boundariesand witness the birth of a new fellowship,
the fellowship of the broken.
In times of grief, help me brave the silence that I may truly console.