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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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Sunday, 5 August 2007

1. Have you ever felt the hungry, yearning feeling that comes from waking up from a dream? It goes like this: for a moment you'll be dazed, the dream-picture still clear in your mind's eye. Then you see the pale ceiling above you and the image starts to fade. You try desperately to recall it. Sometimes it works. Sometimes you gather a few moments, the impression of light streaming through a dark house. Feelings - warmth, safety, or fear and sadness. Or perhaps a person's face, smiling down at you.
Sometimes you wish you could go back, step into the dream again. Dreams are so beautiful - everything that happens need not have happened or be possible. Maybe you get to meet someone you know you never could in the waking world, or dredge up good memories long past. Dreams are the conglomeration of the jumble of memories, longings, emotions and ideas that float around in our silly human brains.
But once you step out of a dream, you can't step back in.

2. Have you ever felt for someone this way? It goes beyond admiration, beyond friendship. I hesitate to call it love, because it is not love. It's something else together. It goes like this - there is a very special person who is on your mind all the time. When you think of him or her, you invariably smile. They become a huge part of your life - a driving force. You draw each breath in the hope of time to spend with this person. And when you do spend time with him or her, you feel happy, contented. Memories of this person are the ones you treasure most. And you look up to him or her, take everything he or she says to be the truth. He or she is perfect. Blind trust and faith. You can't help it. It's the way it is.
Unfortunately, this feeling almost always leads to heartbreak.

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