This Temporary Life


This life is temporary, like a tent in comparison to what God's got for us. These are just my fumbling ideas to understanding it.

Ask me anything

18th August 2012

emmbop: “He led me around the house, stopping at each place where we had a ‘first’ or something significant in our relationship; where we ate our first lunch together, where he watched me play piano for the first time, where he told me how he felt, where we sat and watched fireworks and carnival lights, where we stood during our first fight, where he kissed me for the first time… He then stopped at the door to his room, looked down at me and opened it slowly. Inside, soft music was playing, the room lit only by candles - at least 15 of them. When I turned back to him, he held out this slip of paper.” How adorable! ^-^

emmbop:

“He led me around the house, stopping at each place where we had a ‘first’ or something significant in our relationship; where we ate our first lunch together, where he watched me play piano for the first time, where he told me how he felt, where we sat and watched fireworks and carnival lights, where we stood during our first fight, where he kissed me for the first time… He then stopped at the door to his room, looked down at me and opened it slowly. Inside, soft music was playing, the room lit only by candles - at least 15 of them. When I turned back to him, he held out this slip of paper.”

How adorable! ^-^

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