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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Saturday, 11 August 2007
I've been having really weird dreams lately...very emotional ones. Last last last night I was very frightened/apprehensive. (The dream is too long/complicated to explain.) Last last night I dreamt someone (not telling who, it's extremely random) was abusing this fluffy black rabbit. I threw up (int he dream!) and then cried. I can remember being very angry, horrified and sad. Last night I dreamt Mrs Yap (yes! Our geog teacher!) died. I cried. I wonder, when you cry in dreams do you cry in real life, at the same time? I do know that I woke up with a sob.wings to the wind! at 6:44 pm