Monday, July 30, 2007

On Your Behalf

Their voices became even softer
because I kept silent with the song on Their behalf;
Their destinies became fragile
because I stopped cherishing Hope on Their behalf.

But You, Oh prisoned souls,
not of Your own desiring,
not of Your own will -
not need to be cast down!

For even when the voice which had to stand on Your behalf failed You -
Your great deliverance is on His way,
Swipping on His path
the reigns of injustice,
breaking the crippling bondage,
restoring the broken-hearted and healing the abused.

Need not to be cast down...
Your deliverance is on His way, You aren't forgotten,
You aren't abundoned!





Sails

When we just started our sailing voyage, our moods were merry with the winds blowing our way; and then somewhere half way the waters became too deep and our lips chapped and hurt from salty winds, we forgot that wild dream that brought us this far and our boat started to sink...

Thursday, July 26, 2007



I love them both
Princess in a Castle

I feel like a princess in a castle. My prince fights for me, every other day.
One day he protects me from a rat, another - he killed a little snake that invaded my kitchen.

And I feel like a princess.
WhatEver

First I put sneakers bar in a fridge, and when I wanted to eat it I put in the microwave and I saw it explode!
Whatever...

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Through the Phone

I call her regularly, every month, the distance between us is the whole range of high mountains and several hours of flight crossing at least two international borders.
She sucks on her phone and snuffles. But does not say a word.
In my mind I see her smile and two little dimples appear on her chubby cheecks.
I, on the other hand, devote at least one minute on "Aguuu...and gheee..." and all that baby language, that apparently makes her smile on the other side of our connections, and I tell her that I love her and miss her.
Thats how we stay connected. My nine months old niece and me.

Sunday, July 08, 2007

The Battle

The battle is scheduled for Monday; every pot, every chair, every dark corner will be overturned and scrutinized.
Jerry's little brother (little grey mouse) seems to want to avenge his brother: he jumped and left toe prints on my lemon tart, pooped on my bananas and overturned plastic bottle.
The battle is on!
P.S. little Jerry flew into the neighbor's garden unconscious.