Remember the carrots; sweet surrender

Sundays, warriors, giraffes, and chocolate cake...

frivolous random thoughts
Somehow... I'm liking cars... a lot. No idea where that came from. You know that fairly uncommon reaction when someone REALLY attractive walks by you, and it kind of hits you in the guy and your mind is not quite sure if you can walk or if you should be jumping... up and down... and you sort of just smile, stumble a bit, feel like an idiot... you know...(And I seriously hope that I'm not the only person that has happened to...)All my rambling is leading to this:A few years ago a fabulous car drove by me. I haven't a clue as to who was driving, and I didn't really care. I have no idea what kind of car it was--too fast of a glance--except th

a quick note on politics
I just have to say that one of my least favorite things about politics is that suddenly a very vindictive and cruel nature seems to come out in people. In a moment where someone dares disagree, I see and hear many people resort to the behavior of a three-year-old, complete with temper tantrums and name-calling.It's seriously annoying. What ever happening to personal responsibility? Ah yes... it was lost in this grand sense of entitlement. That simply for being born a person is owed... well everything, apparently. Never mind having to actually work for it.Isn't there a verse that goes, "If a man will not work, then neither shall he eat"? (Probably go

dreams face reality
How is it already ten minutes before ten and night? Ah yes, I was catching up on the last episode of Heroes after supper. It was a strange one.So.I had a dream last night that I actually remembered. Or, at least part of it. There was a person in it that I hadn't thought of for quite a while. Which was strange.And then I came across some pictures of this same person. And the memories came back, too. Deeply reminding me of the dream, and how memories are etched into our mind, even when our conscious mind at least mostly forgets them.And I'm finding myself not knowing what to think about my emotions connected to this person. Actually cryi

My muslim friend gets it
So, this shall actually be quite short. (I hope.)Because I REALLY need to get to bed.On my way to work today I saw this mom with her four kids, walking beside the road together. (I drive through several little towns on the way to... well most anywhere away from home at this point.) :-) There was a little boy who particularly caught my attention, as he was smiling and laughing. In fact, all of them seemed quite happy and smiling. It was beautiful and wonderful.I loved it.And then I tried not to cry.I prayed for a bit, wondering why that isn't a part of my life yet. Ha. Besides the obvious. But praying that God would bring t

Mmmm... good song