the weight of words

look beyond yourself. a life immersed in building up others
done all in love.
i want that to be my life.
but sometimes i wonder if i know what i'm asking for
if i'm prepared to handle the weight of my own words.

sunday
is church. fellowship. cake (somebody's eightieth birthday). good conversation. warmth.
home. roomies. cooking lunch together. little joys.
rest. huddled in my room trying to study but getting very distracted.
dinner. with parents (they're in town!). introducing friends.
and home again.
to where i belong for now.

tony asked me to 'help' him with his hebrew; i've been pestering him to teach me some hebrew words.

"shu, i need your help ok? i need to remember this word. it's called "face" and i know i would remember it so much better,
if i could just write it across your face" ~ tony

remember this.