Street Car Tracks....
I was inspecting in Toronto today..... heading west along Eglinton, there was a long stretch of road, ripped up, to put in some new Street Car Tracks....
I was inspecting in Toronto today..... heading west along Eglinton, there was a long stretch of road, ripped up, to put in some new Street Car Tracks....
when your children scatter chips at various and sundry places on the floor....
here's how you can clean them up.....
wait 6 1/2 weeks..... and when you reach for the chip, it disintegrates as your hand touches the edge, the tiny particles fall into the fibres of the carpet...
mission accomplished....
wonder how long it'll take to disintegrate pop cans!
This is an old Imperials song...
Pieces..... Pieces.....
So many pieces to my life.
Scattered all around
and some of them are gone
and I know that I can't ever
put them back together again.....
Pieces..... Pieces.....
So many pieces to my life.
A puzzle left unfinished
jumbled and unformed
who can really ever
fit it all together again....
In a vision like a daydream,
that filters through your mind,
I saw Jesus coming closer
holding all my hopes combined....
He spoke with great compassion
as He put one hand on me,
and in His other hand, he held
what I could never see....
He said
" Pieces..... Pieces.....
I've got all the pieces to your life.
A thousand tiny fragments
of every single day,
I can put them all together
and there'll be another one who can!
He said Pieces, He said Pieces
I've got all the pieces to your life.
In my hand I hold the pieces
of every single day
I can put them all togehter
so they'll never fall away...
I can put them all together
and there'll never be another one who can....
Pieces........
The tide recedes but leaves behind
Sea shells on the sand,
The sun goes down but gentle warmth,
Still lingers on the land.
The music stops, and yet it echoes,
On, in sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
Something beautiful remains.
M.B.Hughes
A friend is a person who is for you always.
He wants nothing from you except that you be yourself.
He is the one being with whom you can feel safe.
With him you can utter your heart, its badness and its goodness.
Like the shade of a great tree in the noonday heat, is a friend.
Like the homeport with your country's flag flying after a long journey, is a friend.
A friend is an impregnable citadel of refuge in the strife of existence.
It is he that keeps alive your faith in human nature; that makes you believe that it is a good universe.
He is the antidote to despair; the elixir of hope; the tonic for depression....
Give to him without reluctance....
( Anonymous )