Wherever The Wind Blows... The Song

When I started my blog, I chose the title "Wherever the Wind Blows" because it inspired me freedom and flexibility. I didn't research it on the internet at the time, but curiosity made me look it up this morning and I found out that there is a song with the same title by a christian rock band called "Pillar".
I must say that I really like the lyrics, and I'd love to share them with my friends, so I'm posting the song on my blog.
Thanks Pillar... You express my feelings very well.

Wherever The Wind Blows

A song performed by "Pillar"

I hear a voice in the autumn breeze

Telling me that I need to leave

But I can't fly with these broken wings

The leaves they move like poetry

Its all still such a mystery

But I can finally hear the melody

I've been here for so long

I think its time I moved on

So tell me where it is that I need to be

Wherever the wind blows

You will find me there

Standing exactly where I wanna be

Wasting time here is killing me

Waiting here for the remedy

So I can hear the sound of angels sing

I need something to carry me

To a place that I've never seen

'Cause right here I've seen all there is to see

I've been waiting, waiting for the day

So can you carry me away

You elevate me

How far can you take me carry me away

Ghost Town

After a long working week, it feels good to do nothing.

Relax and get some much needed rest.

That's what I did today, read, slept, ate and napped...

Then in the evening I went out with some friends and ended up in Jounieh.

We parked the car and walked in the Old Souk.

We found a snack and had dinner quietly, enjoying the cool night.

But what shocked us was the unusual calm,

the deserted streets and the empty snacks or cafes...

After dinner we strolled along the streets,

remembering the loud laughter of patrons in pubs and restaurants,

imagining the kids running and playing,

expecting to see feisty guys and gals in bumper-to-bumper cars...

Then flashing back to reality,

looking all around us and feeling like we're walking in a ghost town.

A very weird sensation for a Saturday night.

But of course, the lack of security everywhere in Lebanon is scaring everybody,

so people prefer to stay in the relative security inside their homes.

Hopefully, happiness will refill these empty streets,
the Sun will chase away the threatening darkness.
Our people will live again!

The Forgotten Man

"The Forgotten Man" is the title of a novel I'm reading now, by Robert Crais. This story made me think of so many wonderful things we take for granted and we forget to be thankful for.
The story is quite interesting and well written. The plot can be summarized like this: One morning at four, a private detective, Elvis Cole, gets a call from the LAPD informing him that a murdered man has claimed, with his dying breath, to be Cole's father, a man Cole has never met. The detective had tried many times before to find his unknown father and failed. Now he tries harder to find his father's murderer, and at the same time, find his roots and others answers he searched for all his life.
How difficult it must be for someone to grow up without one or both parents. Missing so much love and care. I feel so blessed that I was raised by a loving family at the cost of so many sacrifices. I can't begin to fathom the emptiness that a lonely person can go through. I imagine that if someone has never felt the warmth of being loved, could never love truly.
I just hope that I can share some of the love I received with all those around me.

The Light Shines in the Darkness

Another bomb in Beirut...
More Victims... More Martyrs... More Blood!
More Threats... More Accusations... More Anger...
And... Desperation grows stronger in our hearts..

Evil strikes again, and tries to destroy what's left of our determination to live.
In spite of all this darkness, I refuse to give up hope.
I don't want to be a victim.

I want to enjoy the gift of life that God has given me.
I want to share this joy with everybody I meet.
I want to be part of the Light that still shines in this world.

The darkness won't prevail, it won't win.

Say NO to despair.
Say YES to Hope!

Can We...?!

Can we smell a rose and describe its perfume?
Can we listen to the music and let others vibrate to its rythm?
Can we taste honey and share its sweetness?
Can we see the light and invite a wanderer to follow it?
Can we touch a mystery and still not be lost?
... At least we can try!

The Gift

Yesterday night, the wind blew,
the way the wind blows in calm peaceful nights.
It blew softly, caressing me gently and whispering in my ears.

The wind blew again, and in a swift motion,
it deposited in my open hand a gift!
I looked at it. I stared. I smiled.

I was looking at a picture.
I knew right away that the wind just delivered it.
It just did a favor to a friend who was sent me this gift.

I looked at that serene face. I tried to read it.

It brought me happiness, seeing in the eyes so much hope.
It gave me courage, discovering in them so much determination.
I shivered, sensing that behind those dreamy eyes, there's a burden.
It made me sad, reminiscing how many times they cried.
The lips hesitate between a smile and an unwavering firmness.
But, in spite of all, this face still radiated joy.

THANK YOU J.
You made my night!
It's a thank you very different from what I say to the guy who brings me the newspaper in the morning ;-)
It's a THANK YOU from the heart.

God bless.

Where Are We Going?

It's so sad to follow the news. Every single minute there is a new development in the situation.
It's been a few day that fightings are going on in hte North of Lebanon in Nahr el Bared, and now it seems that more fights started near Saida in Ain El Helweh camp.
We're so fed up with all this. It's about time we lived in peace and harmony.
It can't go on like this. It's so frustrating.
Hopefully, our leaders will eventually come to their senses and do all they can to settle the situation.
Hope... hope... hope....