reading...?!?!?!
yea, i've been reading.
NOT the books assigned at school, cuz those are boring as ever.
i'm reading A Walk To Remember, yeah, it's a movie, but it's totally different than the movie.
"I've been thinking about the past few months," I said to her.
We were sitting in the living room, holding hands as we read the Bible. Her face was growing thinner, her hair beginning to lose its luster. Yet her eyes, those soft blue eyes, were as lovely as ever.
I don't think I'd ever seen someone so beautiful.
"I've been thinking about them, too," she said.
"You knew, from the first day in Miss Garber's class that I was going to do the play, didn't you. When you looked at me and smiled?"
She nodded. "Yes."
"And when I asked you to the homecoming dance, you made me promise that I wouldn't fall in love, but you knew that I was going to, didn't you?"
She had a mischievious gleam in her eye. "Yes."
"How did you know?"
She shrugged without answering, and we sat together for a few moments, watching the rain as it blew against the windows.
"When I told you that I prayed for you," she finally said to me, "what did you think I was talking about?"
Love is always patient and kind.
It is never jealous. Love is never
boastful or conceited. It is never
rude or selfish. It does not take
offense and is not resentful. Love
takes no pleasure in other people's
sins, but delights in the truth. It
is always ready to excuse, to trust,
to hope, and to endure whatever comes.
-1 Corinthians 13:4-8
(yea, it's from the book)
NOT the books assigned at school, cuz those are boring as ever.
i'm reading A Walk To Remember, yeah, it's a movie, but it's totally different than the movie.
"I've been thinking about the past few months," I said to her.
We were sitting in the living room, holding hands as we read the Bible. Her face was growing thinner, her hair beginning to lose its luster. Yet her eyes, those soft blue eyes, were as lovely as ever.
I don't think I'd ever seen someone so beautiful.
"I've been thinking about them, too," she said.
"You knew, from the first day in Miss Garber's class that I was going to do the play, didn't you. When you looked at me and smiled?"
She nodded. "Yes."
"And when I asked you to the homecoming dance, you made me promise that I wouldn't fall in love, but you knew that I was going to, didn't you?"
She had a mischievious gleam in her eye. "Yes."
"How did you know?"
She shrugged without answering, and we sat together for a few moments, watching the rain as it blew against the windows.
"When I told you that I prayed for you," she finally said to me, "what did you think I was talking about?"
Love is always patient and kind.
It is never jealous. Love is never
boastful or conceited. It is never
rude or selfish. It does not take
offense and is not resentful. Love
takes no pleasure in other people's
sins, but delights in the truth. It
is always ready to excuse, to trust,
to hope, and to endure whatever comes.
-1 Corinthians 13:4-8
(yea, it's from the book)