“Hey Fillipo, stay off the streets, otherwise you will be robbed and murdered. Are you crazy – you want to die?”
I can to this day, some sixty eight years later, recall the first time I kissed a little girl. Although not one hundred per cent clearly, I still remember her face and her somewhat full rosebud lips. More than this I recall that she took my hand, held it fast, turned and kissed me on full on the lips, whilst I stood in a tremor of fright and absolute delight. We were two eight-year-olds.
“The architect of our universe, did not create it on random impulse, but by very powerful words. For this reason it should be comforting for us all to know, that from day one, the fruit of these words is still growing and can never fail or be over-harvested. Enjoy your life and be grateful each day, for your purpose is only to harvest the abundance of the fruit and not to fear for its lack” sirpeterjamesdotcom