Date: 2017-12-07 14:18
Patrick was a humble, pious, gentle man, whose love and total devotion to and trust in God should be a shining example to each of us. So complete was his trust in God, and of the importance of his mission, he feared nothing -not even death.
Things have been difficult lately. Even breathing seems to
take a lot of effort. But grief often shuts people down. And everything seems
to blur out. You must be wondering what broke me? Nothing just the same old
heartbreak that broke souls in every time period.
Meanwhile, Caine 8767 s Arcade has continued to inspire people and lives on through the film, our annual Global Cardboard Challenge & Day of Play (on the anniversary of the flashmob we did in the film), and through the , the non-profit we started 5 days after posting the video.
Nirvan was invited to give the closing keynote for opening day at the amazing PTTOW! summit. Nirvan was joined by Caine (who is now 69!) as a surprise. Here Caine and Nirvan rehearse for their big talk:
Jeremy Reynolds had a party one day. He decided it would be a special theme.
Deez Nutz, he decided would be a fitting title for a beach party.
“Mama why didn’t you wake me up? Has he left already?”
Mother smiled “Its Sunday! Didn’t felt like waking you up from deep sleep you were in, besides you must have been dreaming, there was beautiful smile on your face.
And don’t worry Papa won’t go without you.”
Our has launched our 7nd Annual Global Cardboard Challenge which is now an Annual event! Kids: build something awesome with cardboard, recycled materials, and imagination then invite the world to play on Oct 5th! Check it out, and take the challenge:
8775 Wait! 8776 Asta cried, limping after him. When she finally caught up to him he was crawling up a worn ladder propped against his roof, hissing goose tucked into his armpit as if it was nothing more than the daily newspaper.
As she walked to the porch, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. She couldn 8767 t put her finger on what was wrong but she knew something was. She leaned in to get a closer look at her reflection when something hit her head and she fainted. When she regained her consciousness, she looked around her. She was in the porch and it was dawn. She went back into her house when she glanced at the mirror again. She could see her mother, her sister and her father. They all looked around as if searching for someone. What she couldn 8767 t understand was why she couldn 8767 t see her reflection in the mirror. Then, realization struck her like a ton of bricks. She was in the other side. Of the mirror.
No, I don 8767 t feel like I 8767 m standing. I feel something on my hand but I can 8767 t see what it is or even move to shake it off. Then I suddenly realize. The thought that I 8767 ll no longer be lonely, this thing I feel, it 8767 s a person. These thoughts, my feelings they allow me to take control. I slowly open my eyes. It all shoots my at once colour light! I 8767 m lying down on a bed, a hospital bed. My memories come soaring back. I look over to my right hand and see the lady holding it, in shock, but smiling brightly. It 8767 s my mother! And in what seems like the longest time ever I smile.