I was reading in Judges, and I suddenly got the urge to do research on Pidgins. (That's a type of languages, not a type of birds.)
I just found out that my grandmother is in even worse shape than I already thought she was in.
I'm just trying to do everything I can to take my mind off the situation while I wait for the inevitable.
I've got a gut feeling that something else is about to happen to my grandmother.
My nerves are now officially shot beyond anything I ever previously had any comprehension of. I feel like running around the square of the town I live in, screaming at the top of my lungs, waving my arms around, for at least 10 minutes straight.
But, I would probably be arrested before 10 minutes were up.
If it hasn't already, soon my grandmother's health is going to affect
The Universe. Wow, what a concept. The Galaxies and endless space all operating on its own. WOW!
The Sun is burning and burning and burning for thousands of years now, with no fuel insight. WOW!
The Earth is spinning on its axes with no strings attached, perfectly balanced in space, rotating around a timeless burning ball of fire that provides heat and energy to sustain life on the planet. WOW!
OK lets look at life on the planet. We know that 114 elements
I would like to write about the Kingdom of God being like unto a garden in the centre of a certain City. This is what I would like to write, people from all over the world came to visit this beautiful high walled garden away from the noises and pollution of the City. When entered, they would find peace and joy as they walked around, and those who couldn’t walk, transport was provided. Every day the gardeners would be out in force to make sure there was no dead wood, over