Sunday Comin’ Down Like Hell

It was raining a lot for the last couple of days, therefore working in the fields had to wait, and today was the first day, after Tuesday when it didn’t rain. (It was awfully foggy, though).

Anyway, we had to work today.And I really rested for the last few days, and I was ready for the action.

But somehow my body feels it’s Sunday.As if it knows that it shouldn’t be workin’ eventhough it doesn’t need any more rest.

I don’t understand, and will not try, but there was one song that kept comin’ back to my mind, so I would like to recommend you, my readers, to listen to it.

Or if you don’t like country music too much, read the lyrics…

 

Bono on Obama

See this, but watch until the end

 

Mysterious ways…

People, thank you all for your prayers…
The weather was unbelievable for this time of year.
Almost like summer.
It’s raining for the last two days, but, maybe that’s not that bad, to rest a little.
Anyway, I’m working in the fields for one more week or so, and then(and this is amazing):when I get home, I’ll start teaching guitar in a music school in Vukovar and Vinkovci.
For those of you who don’t know, this was planned(and almost started) long time ago, but there were always some problems involved, but this time it’s all settled and the job’s waiting for me.
It will, most likely, be a part time job for a while, but who knows…
I’m thankful to God for the weather these days, and for friends who kept in their minds and prayers, and for His mysterious ways…

There is one problem, and I will ask you to pray that…

While working here, I injured my right hand, I don’t know how, maybe I just stretched a muscle, or something, but I tried playing guitar just last night, and I couldn’t hold a pick, it keeps falling out of my hands.So that’s a bit frustrating…

I’m sure it’s nothing, but I’m asking you to keep me in your minds, ’cause I’m teaching for the first time right when I get home,day after work here,  so I hope my hand will start listening to me…

Once again, thank you all…

 

Another boring story about shoes…

Saturday…finally…
I was preparing to meet with my friends from Ilok, now living in Zagreb.
I looked out the window, and the rain was pouring down.
The day didn’t start that well…
Problem is that my shoes are destroyed.Soles are torn…
I’m too cheap to buy a new pair(dear ones say)
It goes perfectly with my country image;shirt, jeans, blues harp in my pocket, and torn shoes.That’s my excuse.
But the rain…that means I have to go to east from west part of the city, while the rain is getting in my shoes.
Not my definition of a well spent day.
I went outside, and saw the sun preparing to shine.
The asphalt was dry in few minutes.
I’m keeping these shoes for few more days, weeks, who knows, maybe years…

Until I’m forced to get new pair.

The rest of the day was ok, although I felt a bit down.
Ryan Adams on my mp3 helped (in keeping me down).
Thanks, Ryan

 

Neverending stupidity…

This is simply hilarious

It says(this is the way it’s really written):

Do not “park”.I slash your tires.Kosovo is Serbia!”

I mean:”What?!”

 

Precious angel…

On 24th of October was the anniversary of one of the best, scariest and most important events in my life.

I was preparing to do something I wanted to do many times before , but was frightened, or who knows…I was waiting for “the right moment”

I bought the thing that lot of people consider to be the most important…

Sometimes I thought that too…

It was cold day in October, much colder than the days in this years’ October…

On that freezing and scary evening I went to my baby, and kneeled in front of her and asked her to promise herself to me…

I knew I’m not worthy of her love, or attention at all, but I hoped that she sees in me what I do not.

And she does…and she said the most wonderful “Yes!”

I can’t describe how happy I was, and how happy I am that were planning wedding, and I can’t believe that the Day is getting close…

…and that our life together will start soon, which is more important than any symbol…

I know that God led us to one another, and I am so thankful to Him, for giving me so wonderful woman…

I love you, darling, and can’t wait to see you again…

“I love you more than ever, more than time and more than love,
I love you more than money and more than the stars above,
Love you more than madness, more than waves upon the sea,
Love you more than life itself, you mean that much to me.

You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give,
Dried the tears up from my dreams and pulled me from the hole,
Quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul.

The tune that is yours and mine to play upon this earth,
We’ll play it out the best we know, whatever it is worth,
What’s lost is lost, we can’t regain what went down in the flood,
But happiness to me is you and I love you more than blood.

Oh, can’t you see that you were born to stand by my side
And I was born to be with you, you were born to be my bride,
You’re the other half of what I am, you’re the missing piece
And I love you more than ever with that love that doesn’t cease.

You turn the tide on me each day and teach my eyes to see,
Just bein’ next to you is a natural thing for me
And I could never let you go, no matter what goes on,
‘Cause I love you more than ever now that the past is gone”.

Bob Dylan-Wedding song

 

My job #12/35

My job is to dig up the good plants and separate them from weeds, or bad plants.

I have to dig deep, around the plant and take it out with the root.

First part of the work is to dig around it with a shovel, and then the fun part starts; I bury my face in the dirt, and search for the roots and then pull them out, unhurt.

Sometimes it works out really good, and sometimes it takes time and a lot of strength…

Anyway, while I’m looking for the plants while lying on the ground, sometimes I find really great roots, and I’m delighted to save the plant, and I feel great for doing something good.

And when I pull it out, often I see that I pulled out poison ivy or useless weed that has better roots then the good plants I’m supposed to save…

Damn!

(any similarity with real life is accidental)

 

I’m really sorry…

New post on Sunday…

 

New post coming friday evening…

 

Why my new job rulz

This job is a true blessing and the miracle I was counting on.

Thank you all for your prayers…

Nothing beats good, tiring, manual work in nature.

I know that some of you who know me will probably be surprised, but besides playing guitar(I can’t compare anything with it, that’s simply THE BEST), this is the best job I ever had.

I can do my job, and let my mind roam, but still do it right.People I work with couldn’t be more co-operative, and that is so great…

And I get real tired after work, but the next morning I feel so refreshed, and this job is surely Godsent.

Of course , it’s hard to be so long way from the Loved One, for a something I consider a long time, but eyes are still on the prize.

I really thank God and all of you who prayed…

The weather served us really well, in the last couple of days…

And of course, beer never tasted better than after a day spent working hard…

So, my friends thank you, once more…

My love, patience will pay off… …can’t wait to get home…

P.S.and of course, selection of the music that I’ve been listening to is on the side…

P.S.2 If anyone’s interested “Wanderer theme” is available for download