feeling

songs. images. memories.
gateways to emotions.
storms have passed.
we are weary
of the absence
of warm weariness
where thirsting souls
take indulgent showers.

christmas thoughts

on the fourth eve of Christmas

the night is cold for you inside that hill,
and above you the indigo with stars is filled.
expectant, looking down they gaze unblinking;
those bodies this moment relinquish their twinkling.
the king of the heavens and the earth
stoops to mankind, sacrificing his worth.
oh savior of this race what is on your mind?
your mother sees your face so innocent, untried.
all the wisdom of creation in so tiny a frame;
all the love of the Godhead lay resting in the hay.

resting. before you take your homeless journey
to accomplish the work impossible for me.
a journey that leads to places so lonely;
yet you find the infinite communion of the Trinity.
your face, it shows the weathering of trial;
yet inward your innocence remains unspotted.
now on the cross your eyes shout towards heaven;
the sky, ashamed, retreats behind the blanket of grey.
all the wisdom of creation in so dejected a state;
all the love of the Godhead made the object of hate.

Lessons from Reepicheep

drink the light
look into the Sun
there's hope in the east
and joy in the Son.

Cause for a Celebration

Wow, can you believe it's been almost a year?

Here's how we remembered the occasion.

I'm claiming Deuteronomy 14:26. (sans wine and "other alcoholic drink")

Me and Magglio

Yeah, so my boy and I went out on Sunday after his big game, I don't know if you heard about it or not. Anyway, we went to the Apple store, he bought me an ipod. Then we got a bite to eat at the Calfornia Pizza Kitchen... whatever...

Traveling Eastward

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

Yes there is but one Road and I'm on it. I do not know what I will encounter along the way. But I'm certain that, since it is the only Road, it is the best Road.

Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side.

Congratulations girls!

I had no idea you were even playing.

Uhh... I really should read more...

1. One book that changed your life:
Tired of Trying to Measure Up (Jeff VanVonderen)

2. One book you've read more than once:
The Jolly Postman (Janet and Allan Ahlberg)

3. One book you'd want on a desert island:
The Brothers Karamazov (Dostoevsky) Hard cover, (I'm talking really thick here) hollowed out to make room for my hypercolor silver The Message Remix (Eugene Peterson)

4. One book that made you laugh:
This Book Will Change Your Life

5. One book that made you cry:
Till We Have Faces (C.S. Lewis)

6. One book that you wish had been written:
Once Upon a Late Spring Evening (Tim French)

7. One book you wish had never been written:
The Rules (Ellen Fein and Sherrie Schneider) Don't get me wrong. Some of them are good. (my personal favorite being #6) But if every girl were to keep these, we'd kill ourselves.

8. One book you're currently reading:
Foundation (Asimov)

9. One book you've been meaning to read:
The Odyssey (Homer)

10. Now tag five people:

Aaron
Timf
Shortcake
Caroline
Amanda

For two bits (plus tax)

I've always wanted one of these.

I think the kids on "Ghostwriter" used them.

You wanna know what's in it, don't ya?

Greatest Moment in Television History

May 3, 2002

Louis Stevens: What's livin' if you never pull your pants down and slide on the ice, Ren!?

(Cut to Louis being interviewed)

I heard my uncle say it to my father once. I immediately fell in love with the phrase. It's great imagery, ya know? Ice. Shorts at your ankles.

Here's a shocker

This explains why I never pass the personality test when applying for a job.

Sitting here

Going Schwartzman on my life
Contemplating drowning my sorrows
in a sack of ten from White Castle
Leaving little to the imagination

Show me!

For the past couple of weeks, I've been avoiding God. The silence which I had come to enjoy so much this summer had quickly become something that needed to filled up. Today, however, we had a bit of a breakthrough. The morning was all mine, or His rather, as the Holy Whispers penetrated through the blank sonic canvas. We got some things out in the open. Well, to be completely honest, He brought everything out into the open for me-- showed me exactly why I had created this rift. It wasn't a pretty picture, (and it sill isn't) but it was a start. There are some pretty big things I've been asking God to do for me. But He hasn't done any of them. And what's more, He doesn't even appear to be working on it. I feel like I've been put on hold for a more important child or something. This has led to me yelling, (oh the yelling) demanding things from God-- or at least a small sign that He can hear me. Nothing comes. In fact, I can almost hear the music playing on the other end of that celestial telephone. Today was different. Though there was yelling and demanding a-plenty, I know He was there. He showed me this passage:

Unless you see signs and wonders, you will not believe.

John 4:48

At first I said to myself, "Exactly, now show me!" But then I got a little more honest with myself and realized that even with a sign, I wouldn't believe. I'd probably just tell God, "It's about time." There's no faith in that response.

That's not to say that I have faith right now, because I don't. At least not much. But the silence has been broken. Though I'm sick of waiting, I have no choice. All that's left for me to do is seek Him. And wait. And believe. He is going to show me. I know it.

What an INTJ wants. What an INTJ needs.

Order. No alarms and no surprises. Life sans question marks.

Today's craving

Oslo