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If a man die, shall he live again?

All the days of my appointed time will I wait, 

Till my change come. 

Thou shalt call, and I will answer thee: 

For thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hands. 
Job 14:14-15

Fuga and a Fudge of Contrapunto

The flight of time always leave those behind with a sense of want; 

a gaping hole between how things are and how they should be. 

Particularly so when one is sucked into a vortex of revision and coursework,

a sense of endless race with the different interests at stake competing. 

Thankfully, it's not endless for the end of this set time is in sight; but alas, distantly near.
'Please be my strength.'

Avoco

I do apologise for the inactivity of late; there have been a couple of things that I'd thought of writing about but I have been rather occupied with revision and slacking (what an excuse!). Hopefully I will make myself write a proper post soon.

In the meantime, to keep you occupied, you can take a look at this if you are into cooking and feel like trying out stuff like making sorbet. A food blog that my uni friends have started and roped me in (I am still figuring how to contribute properly): tummytroll. Also, as I have created a flickr account here I will probably upload photos sporadically (it is really a pathetic collection right now). Since this is the season for exams, there will be extremely limited phototaking.

Weathering the Weather

The UK's weather is really interesting. You can look up to see the blue sky and sunshine on one side and the threatening dark clouds on the other. 15 minutes of sunshine and then 15 minutes of rain and the cycle repeats. Nice warm sunshine on one moment and then cold wind blasting against your face the next moment. It isnt an overstatement to say that the wind can throw you off balance.

I like it though. Changes that make life interesting and colourful.

From a random note during lunch break.

Faith

Just a thought that crossed my mind while looking at these barren trees,

wondering when will they be clothed with leave once again. 

Perhaps one aspect of faith is simply stopping to ask 'when' but to rest in Him.