Great Little Berlin Moment

On the U7, ready for another long trek over to Kreuzberg.

Only this time, the journey is anything but boring!  The lady sitting next to me has her sketchbook out and is busy drawing the people sitting opposite.  She is amazing!  She works fast, never knowing when they would get off the train, yet captures so much detail.  Amazing portraits!  I try to watch without staring 🙂

I might even have missed my stop but she starts packing up as well and we both get off the train.

What a fun Berlin moment!

I’m posting every week in 2011!

I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now.  I will be posting on this blog once a week for all of 2011.

I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.

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So just re-posting the suggested text might not be the best start to this endeavour – but at least it is a start!  We’ll see how I get on.  Right now, I’m wwwaaaayyy too tired to think of anything more clever…

The River

Day to day pours forth speech, 

and night to night declares knowledge.

(Ps 19:2)

The day comes, the day goes.  I walk through it, ticking things off my list.  Enjoying some, annoyed by others.  Mostly not even noticing.  What remains?

Trying to recall the Little Moments of Joy, and finding I remember very few.

“Day to day pours forth speech”.  It’s shouting all around me.  Declaring glory in the beauty of a sunset sky, and in the intricacy of a tiny flower.  Speaking of joy in the smile of a child.  Singing of love in a kind gesture.

It’s pouring forth but I’m not listening, too wrapped up in my own little world to notice.

Let me open my ears, my eyes, my heart.  Let me get caught up in the river flowing all around me – day pouring forth to day, night declaring to night.