I always Pack for the person I wish I were rather than who I am.

On someone that I once knew well
Is all that's left, the rest's not true
I smile, I see it's really you
The rain will go, and you will too
And I order up another glass
Not to let the moment pass
Turning around in love with you
Oh, it got too hard to do
And it's always been this way
Yes, it's always been this way

Yes, I always

Pack for the person

I wish I were rather than who I am.

Which got me thinking about this old saying attributed to ancient Jewish writings.
.A man is shown in a dream only what is suggested by his own thoughts
…We see things not as they are but as we are

–that is, we see the world not as it is,
 but as molded by the individual peculiarities of our minds.

Things that happen to us, why they happened?

How we grew up believing them?

Church which was very poor last Sunday watched ,...
 (Well made to watch)...all very LAZY service planning..
Anyway watched a DVD about. .

-; woman who had died..(She claimed) but the story was pretty troubling..
as the Jesus she saw was Blond ,wore sandals had crystal white face, 
and white clean robe with blue sash..but also what he said..
to avoid eternity in flames you have to go back
 forgive certain amount of people, include the woman step mum,
 who had killed your mum...hour later she woke up on  the mortuary table..
.l was perplexed you see..
.We see things not as they are but as we are...
came to mind, like the stuff packed for holiday it ...
how we imagine we look, not how we actually are...

Bit like the lighthouse top of our street which

 does no service anymore

Just used for weekend breaks for the well to do, 

and occasional expensive cuppa and cake mornings....

they say it got no modern use..

Everybody that lives around us

Says tear that Lighthouse down

The big ships they don't sail this way anymore

There's no use of it standing round

Then my mind goes back to that stormy night

When just in time I saw the light

Yes, the light from that old lighthouse

That stands there on the hill

And I thank God for the Lighthouse

I owe my life to Him

For Jesus is the Lighthouse

And from the rocks of sin

He has shown a light around me

That I could clearly see

If it wasn't for the Lighthouse

(tell me)

Where would this ship be

We fail often to see person value, 
or their past especially these days,

 as relevant useful or helpful,
 `becoming ill` taught me a great deal....

How to measure my worth to others,
 the toughest lesson.