Juan 3:16

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“Sapagkat sa ganitong paraan inibig ng Diyos ang sanlibutan kaya ipinagkaloob niya ang kaniyang bugtong na Anak, upang ang sinumang sumampalataya sa kaniya ay hindi mapahamak, kundi magkaroon ng buhay na walang hanggan.”

Alien?

Goodbye, Nepalese Hat

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Thanks to Wayne Whitmer for the shopping tip; I went to Valu-Plus in Lexington Market to get a discount winter jacket, thermal underwear, mufflers, and a pair of woolly gloves, all for just $25! Oh, and I lost the Nepalese hat somewhere yesterday (wah!), so I got an insulated ski cap to replace it. (See webcam.)

Farewell, disdainful!

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This is the part where Paulo starts quoting mushy love songs about broken hearts, and Bible verses of comfort and encouragement. Except that all the love songs are 16th Century canzonets, and all the bible verses are from Ecclesiastes: “MEANINGLESS, MEANINGLESS!!!”

Chi passa per questa strada e non sospira, viato quillo chelo poté fare. E dince che c’imprest un po de filo meschino me, quanto mu cuso questa piagha mortale.

Rusty Rail

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At Mt Royal Ave light rail station, transfer point to Penn Station from the Hunt Valley train. Today was a transfer point in my life: the day I was well and truly abandoned.

Photo taken with an Aiptek Mini Pencam 1.3MP.

Goodbye, Tiff. Hello, loneliness.

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I have lost her heart.

This morning we talked, and I realized that I must come to terms with how changed things are. I must stop clinging to the futile hope that things can be as they were before. We are different people, and I do not think we can come together again.

Please pray for me. It is not easy, coming to terms with the loss of the only girl I could ever find to love. My heart is broken, utterly and completely, and I can do nothing but lift these finely ground pieces to God, submit to his will, and pray for his healing.

This is part of life. This is what people go through. Pain and despair come into the landscape, but I do know that the Master Artist still holds the brush, and he will paint this sadness into something beautiful. And one day, I know I will rejoice.

But right now, today, for the first time in eight years, I’m lonely. Cold, sad, and lonely. Please pray for me.