whenever i hear the screams rise up to the heavens, 

the same tingle always shoots down my spine. 

it makes the glands work and they flow,

whether or not i allow them to by choice.

it tells me one thing. 

i was made this way, for a reason.

to be in reverence, to fear, and to obey.

what in the world am i doing messing up my life like this?

i was sipping my coffee

came along a young boy, he couldn't have been more than 3.

he climbed up the chair to settle in whilst his mother got in line for toast and coffee too.

people walked by, and they were charmed by him.

it was easily a crowd of 5 ladies and more.

i re-learnt something from this.

one reason why people go goo-goo ga-ga over kids, 

is because they realise inside themselves, 

that this living being is still soaked with innocence, 

un-tainted by schemes, 

un-tarnished by lies, mistrust and pain.

it doesn't stop there.

look back beyond the picture, and ask who painted it.

He meant for life to be beautiful and it is.

so quit being angry, unsatisfied, and grumpy. start living.

life is beautiful.

if our greatest need had been information, 

God would have sent us an educator.

 

if our greatest need had been money, 

God would have sent us an economist. 

if our greatest need had been technology, 

God would have sent us a scientist. 

but our greatest need is forgiveness,

so God sent us a saviour.