things i like (right now):
the smell of a fire in the winter.
sleeping in a men's white v-neck t-shirt (courtesy of hanes).
composition notebooks.
netflix.
felicity, season 3, on DVD.
old school toni braxton.
BBQ chicken.
dumplings from charlottesville.
2 thessalonians 2:16-17
the idea of fresh cut roses.
my newest painting.
honest conversation.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
ramblings.
it's 7:02 on a saturday morning...and i'm awake because...well, because charlie needed to get up. and that is the blessing/curse of a small, furry companion sharing your sleeping quarters. nonetheless, i am awake and no longer sleepy. so let me just ramble, mmk?
i'm searching through my rather large iTunes library...and finding forgotten gems. it's like christmas morning all over again. sort of.
tonight is a dinner party with my teacher friends. i'm preparing my stomach muscles for how much they will ache after this evening's hilarity. they make me laugh like no other. and i love it.
i miss being an art major. i think i was the most emotionally healthy when immersed in the studio, just letting it all out. when/if i get a pay-raise, i am signing up for an art class.
for the second summer in a row, i never made it to the beach. (thanks, seamus.) i need to see the ocean. soon.
speaking of trips, a small adventure up to see the richmond skyline again might need to occur within the next month.
i *heart* spaghetti. seriously. and only a. miller understands the brown sugar logic behind this.
i just looked over into my room at my still-unmade bed...and i am now going to wander over there and crash.
good(morning)night
i'm searching through my rather large iTunes library...and finding forgotten gems. it's like christmas morning all over again. sort of.
tonight is a dinner party with my teacher friends. i'm preparing my stomach muscles for how much they will ache after this evening's hilarity. they make me laugh like no other. and i love it.
i miss being an art major. i think i was the most emotionally healthy when immersed in the studio, just letting it all out. when/if i get a pay-raise, i am signing up for an art class.
for the second summer in a row, i never made it to the beach. (thanks, seamus.) i need to see the ocean. soon.
speaking of trips, a small adventure up to see the richmond skyline again might need to occur within the next month.
i *heart* spaghetti. seriously. and only a. miller understands the brown sugar logic behind this.
i just looked over into my room at my still-unmade bed...and i am now going to wander over there and crash.
good(morning)night
Sunday, January 6, 2008
oh ye of little faith.
i know i've already posted once today...but i've been listening to mat kearney's music and i had to share his lyrics to 'in the middle'...good reminders of what i KNOW. (thank you, mama.)
*download and listen to the song for the full experience*
no parachutes or safety nets here
one foot in the water to face these fears
coming out strong like i can't be wrong
i said, i won't fall in the middle
and i'm gonna be alright, i'm gonna be alright
with you by my side
and i said, i'm gonna be alright, i'm gonna be alright
with you through this fight
through it all
my interpretation of the lyrics?...i immediately think of matthew 14:
During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. "It's a ghost," they said, and cried out in fear.
*download and listen to the song for the full experience*
no parachutes or safety nets here
one foot in the water to face these fears
coming out strong like i can't be wrong
i said, i won't fall in the middle
and i'm gonna be alright, i'm gonna be alright
with you by my side
and i said, i'm gonna be alright, i'm gonna be alright
with you through this fight
through it all
my interpretation of the lyrics?...i immediately think of matthew 14:
During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. "It's a ghost," they said, and cried out in fear.
But Jesus immediately said to them: "Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid."
"Lord, if it's you," Peter replied, "tell me to come to you on the water."
"Come," he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, "Lord, save me!
Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. "You of little faith," he said, "why did you doubt?"
may we all walk with confidence in His promise.begin again.
it's 2008...and to that, i say a resounding "hallelujah!"
the past year was nothing short of tumultuous and i am extremely ready to let it go as i step forward into a year of healing and blessing. the purchase of a new composition notebook, already several pages penned, is providing a great release for the ramblings and resolutions coursing through my anxious mind. i begin 2008 wanting to lay down the difficult, yet purposeful happenings of 2007 for something great and glorifying to the Lord. i have confidence that God's plan of 2007 will ultimately be redeemed for His perfect design and purpose for my life.
at our last small group, we all took turns expressing our hope for the new year. my hope was for healing in every realm - physical, emotional and spiritual. we noted that in biblical numerology, 7 is the completion or perfection of things while 8 represents a new beginning. i am clinging to this significance/promise as i reflect over the past 12 months and look forward to the next season. i desire a fresh purpose and perspective.
in wanting to share my hope for this new year of the Lord, i sent a small message to a website that in turn printed my words on a small piece of confetti that was dropped on times square at the stroke of midnight. the message: hope. for health. restoration. healing. peace. and love.
maybe someone found it and dreams for the same. and that makes me smile in expectant joy.
the past year was nothing short of tumultuous and i am extremely ready to let it go as i step forward into a year of healing and blessing. the purchase of a new composition notebook, already several pages penned, is providing a great release for the ramblings and resolutions coursing through my anxious mind. i begin 2008 wanting to lay down the difficult, yet purposeful happenings of 2007 for something great and glorifying to the Lord. i have confidence that God's plan of 2007 will ultimately be redeemed for His perfect design and purpose for my life.
at our last small group, we all took turns expressing our hope for the new year. my hope was for healing in every realm - physical, emotional and spiritual. we noted that in biblical numerology, 7 is the completion or perfection of things while 8 represents a new beginning. i am clinging to this significance/promise as i reflect over the past 12 months and look forward to the next season. i desire a fresh purpose and perspective.
in wanting to share my hope for this new year of the Lord, i sent a small message to a website that in turn printed my words on a small piece of confetti that was dropped on times square at the stroke of midnight. the message: hope. for health. restoration. healing. peace. and love.
maybe someone found it and dreams for the same. and that makes me smile in expectant joy.
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