The QCS test, not just an individual score You must work together to achieve, to soar It is a big test made out of segments, four And this test I admit, I do not adore But it must be done, for the test, it is law I can imagine myself, walking up to the door To behold the test room, the expansive floor The sight nearly shakes me right down to the core The thought of that test, that ever looming...
I feel a bit in a rhyming mood so excuse these lines if at times they seem crude ‘Tis a shame that people don’t seem to appreciate rhyme but if all else fails I could try my luck as a mime Although I think that would become tedious not being able to speak and my persona would change, I would become quite meek But I guess that it wouldn’t be that bad I’d get more quite time...
Our time on this earth is but a drop in the ocean of eternity. Being as such, our mistakes are washed clean, and our downfalls are swallowed up by the raging sea. And when the storms come, it may seem as if all is lost. But when we trust God and push through the storm it becomes clear that He never abandons those who trust in him. So in this raging torrent of a world make every drop count, that...
Love it when you find a piece of music that lifts your spirit up like nothing else. Music that seems to define you and suspend you in a pinpoint moment of eternity, seemingly trivial yet all at once momentously consequential. I love getting lost in that moment, for that is usually where I meet Him :)
The passing of a storm
And as the clouds tear open to reveal the brightly burning sun, I am reminded that it was always there, just simply hidden from view. Life can be like that sometimes, we soon forget that which is shielded from view. But just because you cannot see something does not mean it is not still there, waiting patiently for its glorious reappearing, waiting for us to see it once the turbulence around us...