Lots of thoughts, nothing to say.

Sometimes I wish I could just put the words together.  But I don’t seem to be capable.  So I guess this will just be a “news from my life” post.  Last night as I left the college I wasn’t paying attention and rode my face into the over hang of the roof.  I currently have some funny bruises around and on my eye(lid).  In a way I realized that even in this I found some good.  I didn’t actually see the overhang coming (hence my hitting it) so I was either in mid blink or for some unknown reason had decided to close my eyes.  If I hadn’t closed my eyes I’d have a seriously damaged eye.  I’m not to keen on being banged up (though I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think having a shiner looks cool) but it’s nice to still have both eyes.  A strange gratitude I guess, but gratitude none the less.

Get off your high horse.

Dear Liam,

You did it again today and it should stop.  You love to pontificate.  There, I said it.  Sometimes it’s good to sit back, listen, and think about what other people are saying.  You know scoring points, or looking intelligent aren’t as important as you think.  The reality is that “a fool is known by a multitude of words”.  There’s a difference between knowledge and wisdom, you can know a lot and still be a fool.  I would like to think that the greater good is in getting to know and learning from others.  Let them show you more than what’s going on in your head.  I say all this because I love you.  You have the potential to be great, but it will be found from outside yourself, not within.

Sincerely,

Oswald

Where is home?

I’ve been thinking about this a lot over the last few days.  My mom asked me on Sunday as I was preparing to head back to Ottawa whether it felt like I was going home.  This is a hard question to answer, it feels like I am, especially as we’re still a family with no fixed address.  We’ve been moving around a lot, and my family will be in the house where they’re currently residing in Toronto no longer than I am here.  I guess I feel like I’m among good friends here in Ottawa, even though it has only been a month. So I could say that it felt like I was leaving home (my family) for home (my friends).  I guess there’s also a spiritual aspect to the fact that if I believe we’re the body of christ, then it follows that these are my brothers and sisters here in Ottawa as well.  If this is the case then there’s even more reason to see this as home too.  Things to think about I guess.