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Today's ramblings from the train station...

./~ Great is Thy faithfulness
Great is Thy faithfulness
Morning by morning new mercies I see
All I've been given
Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me. ~\.

I can see why Firinel likes autumn so much. Every season is beautiful in its way, but autumn is everything at once - death, life, colour and decay, in all their myriad colours.
Every time I walk down the road to the station, I see a car with a numberplate '???? WOO' and I think of Marnanel. (I tried to put 'Marnie' here but it no longer fits. That's a child's name, and he's grown up now - grown up in the best way possible, without losing his creativity.)

'Adverse Rail Conditions' - the new phrase for 'leaves on the line'.

'For they will know Your glory
Better than I ever will' - from 'Cold - A Reflection on the Koeln Dom'

Some people tut and say 'He's not in the stone, you know', when faced with lavish church buildings. I must say I myself have felt a similar disquiet sometimes - why 'waste' all this money on 'showing off' when there was and is so many needs for it?

But one thing I do know - You *are* in the stone. It's not that You aren't in the stone, it's that you're not *just* in the stone. An important distinction.

You are limitless; we who try to limit You (I tried to type 'those', but I'm guilty of it too) can never truly know You; to know You is to forgo limiting you. And in Your limitlessness you can be and are both unchanging and unpredictable - and there is no contradiction. (Yay, found another one!)

Almost was a lot later to school (it's 8:27, the Braintreward train has just left after there was a door stuck open right down the end and only the driver for staff on it) - the train started to go forwards but the barrier was up and it almost ran smack into the side of a van. That'd be bus time after that...

Ahh, the peaceful sounds of someone's mobile going off with a silly tune in a temporarily abandoned car, quiet and alone.

Across the track, they tore down an extension to a house, and now they're rebuilding it. I guess it keeps ppl in a job.

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My ramblings on the subject of 'names', written back on the 27th of October:

'and I will give him a white stone, and on the stone a new name written, which no one knows but he who receives it.' Revelation 2:17

I guess names aren't so important to a person until they acquire several. Or at least they weren't to me. But with as many names as I have now, there comes a time when you think - many times, in fact - 'Which name should I call myself? What should I be to me, in my thoughts, in my prayers? What name do You call me by, God? The Bible tells me You call me by name; but which? ' I begin to think it must be my given name (and there's no denying that my given name is the most meaningful and beautiful of the names I have - 'Michelle', in Hebrew it means 'Who is like God?'. Still, what's so special about a name my parents chose, merely because it didn't conflict with the initial H and they liked the sound of it? But maybe the randomness makes it more special that it means something relevant and good and wonderful?

But even with the significance of the name Michelle, which I use more and more rarely even in my own thoughts (to my shame... well, more annoyance I guess, and vague disquiet), God has a *new* name for me - my *real* name, a name that really does introduce me, that summerisies all I am. A name I can be proud to use, that I can know is right and true and mine, a name to supersede all the conflicting labels that have seeped into my consciousness.

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Archiving more of my LJ.

One thing comes through to me a lot; how I've relearned and reforgotten one lesson so many times - the lesson of *not stressing over 'what I 'should' be doing'*.

Of not worrying about tomorrow, remembering the finery of the flowers who do not spin and weave and the food of the birds who do not reap or sow. Of listening, rather than filling the air with angry questions. Of *being* rather than *doing*.

And the times I've learnt that lesson, I've been happy. And the times I've forgotten it, I've been depressed.

Now, if I could only keep it in mind...

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Hmm. Mrs Pipe never did chase me up about those Latin books. Maybe she found them or summat.

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I really don't like this icon-set's 'thoughtful' and 'contemplative' icons.

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Ahh, my highest comments total - 30, which is entirely my fault for being really controversial about Section 28 (something that was a massive issue and has been totally buried and forgotten...)

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'Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart, rather than your head, needs to solve.'

from an old LJ entry. So true.