My friend Noah lives in Portugal. He is brilliant. I like it when young ones blog their hearts out. I think Noah should write a small book about friendship and God and asking questions. (I’d buy it.)
Questions they just keep on growing in side our minds, souls, and spirits…Maybe questions are the meaning of our life, existence, meaning.
Perhaps we are here to ask and answer questions and to expand our knowledge. It is actually our job to ask questions because God made us to be his friends, because as friends our duty [is] to ask questions because friends ask them. I am not talking about the simple how are you doing questions, I mean the deep down personal thoughts of life.
by Noah Farmer
Estoril, Portugal
I’d buy it, too.
Are you going back East for the holiday? Perhaps a chat on the telly (or Skype?) is in order?
I’d buy Noah’s book too. I think he’s on to something here…
It used to be I got in trouble for answers. Now I have discovered that questions are off limits also.
It used to be I got in trouble for answers. Now I have discovered that questions are off limits also.