This is what it means.

This song is so perfect to what I feel right now. This is what it is.

I’ve built some dreams
I’ve held them close
Celebrated perfect days
I lost the one I loved the most
Now she’s 6 feet of earth away

I’ve cried til I thought I couldn’t stop
and I’ve laughed until it hurt
and I’ve prayed in an empty parking lot
and my friends were my church

Sometimes the joy can give you wings to fly
Sometimes the pain will cut you so just like a knife
There’s fear, there’s faith, there’s loss, there’s grace
I’ve seen it from both sides
This is what it means to be alive, alive
This is what it means to be alive

I’ve seen the face of have to have
Of a child without a home
A casualty of circumstance
Written off and all alone

I’ve cried for the wars that they’ve been through
and I’ve walked by their side
I’ve watched what the power of love can do
and how it changes lives

Sometimes the joy can give you wings to fly
Sometimes the pain will cut you so just like a knife
There’s fear, there’s faith, there’s loss, there’s grace
I’ve seen it from both sides
This is what it means to be alive, alive
This is what it means to be alive
This is what it means, this is what it means,
this is what it means to be alive, alive.

This is what it means, yeah

Sometimes the joy can give you wings to fly
Sometimes the pain will cut you so just like a knife
There’s fear, there’s faith, there’s loss, there’s grace
I’ve seen it from both sides

This is what it means to be alive

What would it be like?

What if one day our time would be different? What if the space that we live would never be the place we imagined tomorrow? My mind always wander with things I cannot surely understand; things science cannot explain and things no one can fathom except the Creator.

I wonder what it feels like with the Creator. I wonder what is the taste of water, would it taste like heaven too? I wonder how will I spend my day if there is no more day and night. I wonder if I would be aware of all these things. . .

To all the people I left behind

It’s sad to know that many people are busy building walls instead of bridges.

I wonder how far I have been away from you or how far you have been away from me. you were once a sister/brother and a friend. What happened now? Did I do something wrong?

I made a list of the things we shared together. I recall the moments we had, and I still don’t know why you chose to leave. Nevertheless, I regret because I chose to let you.

You are not a part of my life and I am not a part of your life anymore. . . . .

Bringing sustenance

Pursuit of Life

“To most people this is just dirt, to farmers this is potential.”

ft (1 of 1) Loveland, Colorado

When flying over the arid high plains and western United States, you may have looked out the window and noticed the neat grid patchwork of farms and fields common in the east gives way to circular patterns of green and russet. No, these aren’t alien crop circles, but circular fields produced by center pivot irrigation systems.

Because of the rain shadow created by the Rocky Mountains, these irrigation systems, and others like them are essential to agriculture in these dry lands east of the mountains and bring much needed moisture to sustain crops in these areas.

The center pivot irrigation system is a form of overhead sprinkler irrigation made up of several segments of pipe joined together and supported by overhead trusses, mounted on wheeled towers with sprinklers positioned along its length. The machine moves in a circular pattern from the…

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