I had the most interesting dream ever. I was.. raised by blacks, kidnapped by germans/british, trained by germans/british, reunited with blacks, fusion of german/british mathematics, logic, and fighting techniques with black gang-fighting.. all leading to my black family becoming fighters of good and saving peoples lives. However, the police were still after us because they didn't agree with the way we served justice. I think I was black in my dream (skin tone) but I voluntarily wore a mask when going out to fight the villains. I remember seeing my brothers die in my arms. Such a vivid dream.
I witnessed a very interesting conversation between a father and his son today at work. I couldn't stop thinking about it at work.
"Dad, I want this peanut butter today. The extra crunchy one." "Are you sure son?" "Well, I've never tried it, but maybe.. it'll be good?" "Son, are you sure you want that one?" (the son sighs in distress of not being able to choose one) "Which one do you want dad?"
I desire to be able to say that to my Father: "What is it that You want Dad."
While I was showering, I noticed that I always start soaping up from my stomach. I wondered why I've always done that, starting from the stomach. Pay attention to that, you'll be amused.
hi my name is Bob. I like walks on the beach and a candle-lit dinner. I enjoy reading classics while sipping on a glass of cabernet. My mustache defines me. I am bob, and I'm hopeless.
a brother told me, "... be still." Two simple words forming such a profound statement.
Work has been such a blessing. I get to continue to share about who I am, what church I attend, what my future vision for India missions is, and the reason why I work so hard and diligently (not because of their pats on my back nor the title of best new hire, but because I want to proclaim the name of Jesus by being a hardworking, honest christian.) Thank you Lord for giving me many opportunities to meet new people and to share. May Your name be known at work.
I walked towards an old lady yesterday. I looked at her and she at me. Her face wrinkled up. Her eyes slightly closed. Her lips formed the most peaceful, loving and sincere smile I have ever seen. I passed by an old lady yesterday and my life was changed.
"I eagerly expect and hope that I will in no way be ashamed, but have sufficient courage so that now as always Christ will be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death."