
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Never Takes Too Long

Happy New Year! Happy 2010.
What a year this will be. And I thought 2007 was a doozy. Big things are happening. So big that they spin over my head rocket ships. Massive things.
1. A wedding. OUR wedding. My wedding. Jason's wedding. In four months. It almost seems surreal. And makes me feel a little disconnected from it all, because we've waited for so long, that now these things are happening, i.e, showers, parties, it's almost as if we're watching it all happen in slow motion. But the fun type of slow motion that makes you giggle, rewind and giggle some more. A happy slow motion.
2. New places. Liza and Johnathan are moving in April. The decision has been a while in the making, making it a disconnect for me as well. I'm so used to having her near, all the time. I think I'm starting to realize what this will mean. But, even though my heart is starting to slowly crumble from missing them already, what a beautiful step they are taking on faith. To reach others for Christ. To serve those in need and to serve our country. It reminds me of God's faithfulness to us. In our most terrifying moments, he brings peace in the madness and joy in our sadness. I can only hope Jason and I have the same opportunity to faithfully follow God's will in our lives, even if it means big moves and new places.
2010 will be great. It will be humbling. It will be wonderful. I think this year is when the cream rises to the top. When the men are separated from the boys (figuratively), and the year I find something inside myself that I never knew I had. Removing myself from the rat race. And falling in an open sea of anything's possible.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Walk These Halls

The last few days have been tough. Tough. Tough.
A refuge is what I seek. A hiding place from all those moments that bring me to my knees, and bring all of us to a place of longing for peace. I need a pure place where I can rest, where I can lay still and quiet from the world, and find a moment of rescue. I know that place exists in the arms of my Father, and in the peace that only God can fill me with. But lately God has felt distant, and I have felt unwilling to find Him.
It's like that song "Where are you Christmas? Why can't I find you?" There is a line in there that says "My world is changing, rearranging..." and that's exactly how I feel. The walls are changing, the hallways continually unwind themselves and crash into closed doors, cracked windows and uneven floors. I have felt hidden from my faith, unconnected to the very core of what makes me full of life. It's almost as if I'm too tired from this world to carry the weight of anything else, even the simple weight of childlike faith.
It's like that song "Where are you Christmas? Why can't I find you?" There is a line in there that says "My world is changing, rearranging..." and that's exactly how I feel. The walls are changing, the hallways continually unwind themselves and crash into closed doors, cracked windows and uneven floors. I have felt hidden from my faith, unconnected to the very core of what makes me full of life. It's almost as if I'm too tired from this world to carry the weight of anything else, even the simple weight of childlike faith.
So here's to the prayers that fail my lips for the moment, and to the light that is flickering, but never burnt out, for I know His mercies are new every morning, and His compassions never fail me.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
I Mean What I Say
with every beat, and step of shaky feet
with every song and melody to sing along
and with every moment I could fall in between
you stand and remain the strongest part of me
before, beyond and below the waves
the ups and downs of future battle days
we march on to the beat of our own machine
you as the front soldier, and the bravest part of me
today and even more tomorrow I'm sure
ever more than yesterdays before
that in the deepest layers in the middle you see
you are the strongest, bravest and best part of me
{Brave Solider}
12.7.09
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Be of Good Cheer

It's finally Christmas time! As a little elf myself, tis the season for scurrying around to decorate, eat, plan, enjoy, spend time (and money!), wrap, give, give and give. Tis the season for new beginnings and reconnections. For glowing lights and tree ornaments (if not eaten by Sadie). I LOVE, LOVE this time of year and plan to celebrate it to the fullest. Tis the season for my last Christmas as a single gal, and to a new year filled with new adventures!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Be In the Light
So I've had some fun, random moments happening lately that have really brightened up my day. Those small moments in the day where you go "huh, that was cool."
1. I filled up my gas tank and it landed exactly on $28.00 and clicked off - VERY exciting
2. I heard my favorite "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" on the radio three times in one day
3. I was the first car at the red light at the College/Perkins intersection for two mornings in a row
4. I've eaten an entire box of white fudge chocolate covered Oreos
5. AND I cleaned off my entire desk, side kitchen area to where I can actually see the floor and all my books, photo albums and scrapbooks are actually on shelves, and not in piles precariously teetering over Sadie while she sniffs for anything that could possibly be edible
It's been a random week for me!
1. I filled up my gas tank and it landed exactly on $28.00 and clicked off - VERY exciting
2. I heard my favorite "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" on the radio three times in one day
3. I was the first car at the red light at the College/Perkins intersection for two mornings in a row
4. I've eaten an entire box of white fudge chocolate covered Oreos
5. AND I cleaned off my entire desk, side kitchen area to where I can actually see the floor and all my books, photo albums and scrapbooks are actually on shelves, and not in piles precariously teetering over Sadie while she sniffs for anything that could possibly be edible
It's been a random week for me!
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