surprised by joy

Andrew brought everything to his Lord: he brought his brother Simon Peter, he brought a boy with five loaves and two fish, he brought unlikely Greeks, and great things were done.

Take my life, and let it be consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Take my moments and my days; let them flow in ceaseless praise.
Take my hands, and let them move at the impulse of Thy love.
Take my feet, and let them be swift and beautiful for Thee.
Take my voice, and let me sing always, only, for my King.
Take my lips, and let them be filled with messages from Thee.
Take my silver and my gold; not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect, and use every power as Thou shalt choose.
Take my will, and make it Thine; it shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart, it is Thine own; it shall be Thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord, I pour at Thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself, and I will be ever, only, all for Thee.

On another note, yuheng put what he once told me (i think) in words:

When you are close to a person, and I do not mean physical or geographical but emotional and spiritual intimacy, there tends to be this carelessness. What I am referring to is that you are quite likely to take that person for granted, be it family or a friend. You probably drop all social graces and courtesies because you are so familiar with him or her that sometimes this can be perceived as impoliteness. On the contrary, it is precisely because you and that person have this mutual understanding that both of you do not need to be careful around and with each other since both of you have known each other so well, sensitivity is deemed as a sign of alienation rather than acquaintance.

How true, but what is there to be said then of insensitivity or hurt within that closeness? Is it to be dismissed, accepted as better than that sensitivity that might alienate? I have no way of figuring this out.

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I don't like these conflicting feelings of gladness and gloom and plain dread at all the packing that awaits me as the date to fly back (? to?) London approaches. Whoever it was that said that moving house is the second greatest trauma in life after the death of a loved one had good sense. (oh actually I think it was a survey done- ok then whoever interpreted the stats got it right.)