Next week is CICCU's (Cambridge Inter-Collegiate Christian Union) Main Event, this year titled 'This is Jesus'. The video below is quite good... I think. What do you think?
A place for thoughts and sometimes questions, to unload and get everyone thinking. That the light which has been given unto me I may be able to share with others.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Sunday, January 19, 2014
What do you think of... ?
If I were to say to you 'blue' what would you think of?
If I were to say to you 'oil' what would you think of?
If I were to say to you 'far' what would you think of?
If I were to say to you 'new' what would you think of?
If I were to say to you 'god' what would you think of?
The colour, the sky or ocean, the feeling, or maybe a person...
If I were to say to you 'oil' what would you think of?
Cooking, fast-food, or maybe plants or fields where it comes from, or maybe natural products, or lanterns, or maybe drilling, or ships, or perhaps sick animals...
If I were to say to you 'far' what would you think of?
The other side of town, or maybe the next city, the end of your country, surrounding countries, across the ocean, the opposite side of the world, the moon, or perhaps beyond the stars, or fantasy lands, or perhaps happiness, family, the end...
If I were to say to you 'new' what would you think of?
Clothes/tools/car/electronics, or maybe food/design/invention, or perhaps year, or opportunity, or friends/family, or life...
If I were to say to you 'god' what would you think of?
...
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
midnight madness
There once was a snail that grew a tail.
So long did it grow that the snail couldn't go.
Along came a worm with a lovely perm.
The snail's tail it did see and fell in love immediately.
For the snail was lost far away and its tail mistaken for a worm that day.
She wriggled with happiness for it would be the end of her loneliness.
But her new found friend, he did not even bend.
Angry and confused, the tail stood accused.
Until she saw a-fresh her friends blemish.
For he had no eyes or ears and his tail stretched so far it increased her fears.
But give up she would not and followed it, every last jot.
At the end was a surprise, although at first thought a guise.
A snail so lonely and sad it made the worm feel very bad.
There once was a worm with a lovely perm.
And a snail with a very long tail.
Both were sad and lonely, often thinking... 'if only'.
Then one strange day they met by way.
Sharing their grief together, they swore friends forever after.
And that is the ending, much happier than the beginning.
So long did it grow that the snail couldn't go.
Along came a worm with a lovely perm.
The snail's tail it did see and fell in love immediately.
For the snail was lost far away and its tail mistaken for a worm that day.
She wriggled with happiness for it would be the end of her loneliness.
But her new found friend, he did not even bend.
Angry and confused, the tail stood accused.
Until she saw a-fresh her friends blemish.
For he had no eyes or ears and his tail stretched so far it increased her fears.
But give up she would not and followed it, every last jot.
At the end was a surprise, although at first thought a guise.
A snail so lonely and sad it made the worm feel very bad.
There once was a worm with a lovely perm.
And a snail with a very long tail.
Both were sad and lonely, often thinking... 'if only'.
Then one strange day they met by way.
Sharing their grief together, they swore friends forever after.
And that is the ending, much happier than the beginning.
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