over sidewalk chalk someone wrote in red start over

some images, words you just love. light and darkness, fever/flush, blood, haunt, freezing, ruined, desolate, eyes, longing, cold, hope.. to name a couple, a list to grow. scripture uses a lot of these images. still in the throws of my current bright eyes obsession. i relate on so many levels and am taken by the poetry of his writing. i need to write more. pt today "very grim, so profound a view, treasure, contemplative." love my little old cantonese pt. love the old ones. feel like melis lately constantly having numerous crushes:) this weekend at WCC grew exponentially my love for my asian-american friends and even acquaintances. what a great place I inhabit, for so many reasons. also this weekend awakened some love, gratefulness, closeness, desire to be with God. seek closer after Him and seek to relieve some of the suffering, abject suffering that exists in our world. God let me not forget the poor, despised, enslaved, dehumanized. Help me to CARE to have compassion in the truest, gut-wrenching sense. the kind that is ever followed by action. burdens. funerals. murders. cries. such such brokenness. Jesus heal us, every one.