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to EAT
to SLEEP
spending time with people i like

& URGHHS
itchy bug bites
people who lie:X
meanies who scold for no reason
bullies who bully my friends

& WISHING UPON A FALLING STAR
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pretty pictures of things & people
to see lots of cute children smiling at me

December 29, 2006

We rode into town the other day
Just me and my Daddy
He said i'd finally reached that age
And i could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide

We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man
That Dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes

So i said "Daddy why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows
Daddy, please can't you do something?
He looks as though He's gonna cry
you said he was stronger than all of those guys
Daddy, please tell me why
Why does everyone want him to die?"

Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And Daddy said i should get inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he right
But i could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide

So after he left i had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So i followed the crowds
To a hill where i knew men had been killed
And i heard a voice come from the cross

And it said, " Father why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for My robe?
This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows
Father, please can't You do something?
I know that You must hear My cry
Father, remind Me why
Why does everyone want Me to die?
When will i understand why?"

"My precious Son, I hear them screaming
I'm watching the faces of them beaming
But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own
Jesus this hurts Me much more than You know
But this dark hour I must do nothing
Though I've heard Your unbearable cry
The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies
Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes
Look there below, see the child
Trembling by her father's side

Now i can tell you why
She is why You must die"

-Why, Nicole Nordeman

Jesus died for us.

;seokh
Y10:54:00 am

Happiness is moving to the beat of a favourite song.
Dancing in the rain.
Sleeping in the moonlight.
Standing by the sea and feeling like part of the vast ocean.
Happiness is learning to whistle.
Tying your shoe
For the very first time.
Happiness is playing the piano
In my own school hall.
And happiness is walking hand in hand with your future.

Happiness is chocolate ice cream mixed with cookies and cream.
Keeping a secret for a best friend.
Looking down from the top of a tree.
Happiness is many different crayons drawing a pretty picture.
Catching a firefly.
Then setting him free.
Happiness is being alone every now and then.
And coming home to a comfy bed.
Happiness is having my sister.
Sharing a sandwich.
Smiling.
Happiness is singing together
Standing by each other,
And happiness is those who laugh and cry with you.

Happiness can be found every morning and evening
Sunrise and sunset.
For happiness is anyone and anything at all
That's loved by you.