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He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
- Isiah 40: 29-31

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Monday, 14 May 2007

Once upon a time there was an apple. It was the most beautiful apple you'd ever seen - such a pure, bright red, unsoiled and unspoiled. It grew up on a protective, loving apple tree and eventually landed in a grocery store.
In the store, it spent its days wrapped and padded - wrapped in, in, you know, the white netting they use to wrap fruits to protect them. Its life was simple and it was happy.
One day. a little girl with her hair tied neatly in a ponytail skipped into the shop. She saw the apple. She saw the redness of it through the soft white netting. She liked it very much, so she bought it and brought it out of the shop cradled in her hands.
She took it to a nearby playground, but she didn't eat it. She talked to it, because she was only a child and children like to play pretend. So she pretended the apple was her best friend. The apple liked it very much and realised how much it'd been missing out sitting safe in a grocery store.
Then she saw the seesaw and decided to play a game. She put the apple on one end and sat on the other. Then she pushed down hard and tried to see how high she could bounce the apple. It thudded hard against the wood of the seesaw, till in the end its protective netting padding fell off.
Its red, red skin was scratched and bruised, horribly bruised.
Am I the girl, or am I the apple?

LOL I'm not making much sense right now. But I blogged on two consecutive days - I'm so proud of myself!

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