Saturday, January 03, 2009

before opening a door

Hello 2009. You're looking a little sallow 'round the edges. You can leave your coat down by the piano. Tea? Coffee? Bishop? Daisy? I hear you've been practising real hard. So play me the blues, new year. I won't laugh, no I won't, promise. One day we'll paint the town red and you can wear your favourite top hat too.

May your new year be a very blessed one. This year, I'm trying my best again to please God but as usual it's immensely difficult and I'm amazed that He refuses to give up on me.

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