Just a song
quoting a song by Jon Foreman: Heavenly Father you always amaze meLet your Kingdom come in my world and in my life Give me the food I need to live through the dayand forgive as I forgive the people that wronged meLead me far from temptation deliver me from the evil one I look out the windowthe birds are composed not a note is out of tune or out of placeI walk to the meadow and stare at the flowersthat would dress any girl on her wedding dayWhy should I worry? why do I freak out? God knows what I need, You know what I need

Stuff
As we just moved from a home into a small apartment less than a month ago, we had to downsize our belongings quite a bit.  When we move to Italy on January 6, 2010, we'll have to downsize even more.  At times like these we realize how much "stuff" we've got.  I recently heard a poem about stuff that I'd like to share with you.Stuff, by Don McCaleb I got stuff.Good stuff.  Happy stuff.Successful, sensational, recreational, relaxational stuff.Mac stuff, PC stuff, I-stuff.Fun fashion, cool cash and fast action.

Di Mi Tutti (dee mee too-tee)
My favorite phrase is one that I hear at least ten times a day. And I love it. It means, "tell me everything!" ...when I am stumbling through a tough question and can't find the words to ask for a word I need in class, Enrico says, "Di mi tutti." When I walk into a shop and don't know exactly what I'm looking for, the sweet old man says, "Di mi tutti." When I sit down with a new friend she says, "Di mi tutti." There's something about it that says I'm Ready To Listen To You.

Tocati
Every September, Verona hosts a street game festival. It's like something I've never seen before. Think of the best fair you've ever been to: games, food, stands where you buy things you don't need. Then turn it up about two notches and add 30 or so more games. Now sprinkle it all over the city. And make it free.