Namaste y’all!

Ruth and I went for a trek up to Gerrard street in Toronto today, at the Indian Bazaar. What a wonderful time it was! Ruth got some wonderful Indian jewelry for the wedding, including a neat little headpiece. We ate at a wonderful little Indian restaurant, probably the best goat curry and eggplant I’ve ever had! It was just a wonderful time walking around that area. The looks, sounds and smells reminded me of Pakistan so much! It was very similar, except for one or two main differences. (1) Much cleaner and less crowded and, (2) it was so expensive! I did manage to get a pretty cheap Qur’an holder though, pretty snazzy!

In other news…I’m going to bed. Church tomorrow, I’ve been tired the last few weeks for church because of some poor time management choices. Gotta get off my butt and get focused. “Stuff of earth competes for the allegiance I owe only to the giver of all good things!”

Beloved Saviour, let not me

In thy kind heart forgotten be.

Of all the plants that deck the bower,

Thou art the fairest, sweetest flower.

Youth’s morn has fled – old age come on,

But sin distracts my soul alone.


Beloved Saviour, let not me

In thy kind heart forgotten be.

– Abdul Masih (Slave of Christ), former Muslim believer from the early 1800s