Do you want something special?

There’s always a chance that something special will happen. Or someone special. Maybe in some special place. But whenever you are someplace, there is something special happening to someone around you. All you have to do is listen for it. Like the young couple who sit down on the bench. Listen, and you might hear him say, “Will you marry me?” Or the daughter, walking her little dog, smiles at her mother and asks, “When is my little sister going to be born?” Or you might see a simple smile on someone’s face, and you’ll know, that this day might not be special, but for some reason, right now is. But the danger in listening is this: the things you hear might not always be special. They might be terrible. Like hearing the words, “I can’t marry you.” Or hearing a mother say, “Baby, your sister…. isn’t coming.” Or seeing the jogger who just passed you burst into tears through the smile you thought was a special moment. But through all of these moments – the terrible and the special– the best and most perfect “special” comes through: when you walk over to the abandoned girl without an engagement ring. When you run over the sister-less child and throw a stick for her dog to chase. When you ask the jogger what’s wrong – and when through all of your efforts, if even one accepts your help, you have created the most special moment ever to be experienced.

-Megan

LOST again!

From time to time you just need a big bowl of ice cream. Mmmm cake batter ice cream....


So in Meganville the world is pretty much.... normal. I suppose. I feel normal. Crazy happenings. Car has been totaled, and I'm behind on school, but springbreak is this week, so all the drama will have a little down time to fizzle out.

Thank goodness.

I'm watching LOST again (hallelujah!!!) and it's fantastic. I remembered more than I thought I would. Love it just as much as I did. Almost done with season 3! I hope to watch the season 6 finale episode with the rest of the world.

Still.

What a crazy world.

When you close your eyes after everything that's happened up to that day,

and you can still

sleep.



What a crazy day.

When everything that could go wrong, went,

and yet,
for all the things that didn't go wrong,

you still

smile.



What a crazy God.

When you do everything you can to push him away,

your anger, your evasiveness,
but, even so,
at the end of the day,

He still
welcomes you to his arms
and you still
climb up, and

cry.