Barmy

I must have been 12 years old I think when I saw this image in the sky for a split second on my way to school and they said I was one penny short for a pound ‘up there in my piggy bank’ when I told my friends at school that day. Later in life I discovered that is was an F-117A Nighthawk when I saw a documentary on Discovery a few years ago. So there, I wasn’t barmy after all and there are no UFO’s.

Todo list for Heaven

For years now I have been suffering from Asthma and many times of a Pneumonia. One thing that kept me going for all these years is my faith in God. Praying to Him when having a difficult time breathing was one big shove forward to get me back on my feet and move on. For all the things I can not do anymore on earth with my body -except for praising the Lord-, I long desperately to do them when I go to heaven.

So here is my Todo list for Heaven …

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Little Lord Fauntleroy

Little Lord Fauntleroy, getting reacquainted with the most beautiful book of my childhood.

Once, when I was 6 or 7 years old, I read Little Lord Fauntleroy, a book written by Frances Hodgson Burnett. And when I finished it I read it again … and again. And I never forgot. It was my first book with people from the grown ups world, where people could be mean. And then there was this little boy, capable of making these mean people nice and happy again. It fired my imagination to leave your own trusted surroundings and take a boat across the sea, no land around you and surrendered to God’s mercy and to go to a country and live in a castle.

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