Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Thursday, March 18, 2004


discernment

the mystery which makes life in every sense worth living
is that
it doesn’t stop here
i know not what the future has in store for me
whether
i decide to make a decision
or otherwise

nevertheless
there’s a certain gift that is called love
that binds two individuals together
that is God-sent
but the difficult thing about it
is that it is up to those two
to make it a commitment of their will

fortunately
the existence of time
makes it even more interesting
for that makes possible the use of another gift
discernment

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