veester
im picturing some sort of new house, fairly empty, maybe a couple. and it makes me picture moving boxes and a whole bunch of things that need to get done, but instead, a picture is being hung and theres one of of those liquid filled handy tools that show you if the object is leveled or not.
It's appropriat that the word of the day should be "belief". I recently learned that one of my college mentors and someone who i am oroud to call a friend, has cancer. spread to the brains and lung, the prognosis i have read about is 4 months, median. However, being one of the strongest, kindest people on this planet, who is healthy and is the last person to deserve this, he is fighting this with all he's got. though i participated, i thought it odd to tell him how much i admired him as a person. To hear his stories, advice, his passion in his lectures is a privilege. He treated me like an adult, made me want to be a better person. Now in potentially four months or less he will be gone. Belief? Where is God? Where is his miracle? My belief, is wavering.