>To hope is to risk. A risk of being let down. A risk of getting hurt. I’m not sure where hope went, what door it snuck out but it’s hardly ever found. Far off glimpses and a chance for sweet connection but nothing that lasts, nothing to make it mine. Selfish ambitions and empty accusations keep it at a distance, just far enough to keep wounds open and hearts broken. Babies in lost situations and parents with blank faces. Fears replace the empty spaces. Nothing to live for, nothing to try for. Failed attempts and endless paths. Open arms turned to suffocating traps. What once was brilliance is lack-luster fate. But with only one way to go, one place to run, hold on to hope, Love. It brought you here and it is your way out. Take the risk, Love, hold on to hope, Love.
Monthly Archives: February 2011
>Full Bloom
>There are no words for how God works. Beautiful, just, soft, strong, loving…they don’t cut it. The last few months have been really hard for me for different reasons but this morning I realize it all comes down to one thing…I’m not walking in my calling. God has called me to be His hands and feet in a very specific way but I have been ignoring it. My heart keeps crying out for peace and some kind of hope but I can’t find rest because there is no rest when you are fighting the Creator of all things.
>Today
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This quote genuinely speaks what my heart is desiring. I no longer want to fret about the things to come. The things of the past are to be embraced as stepping stones and beautiful moments rather than a dwelling place. While I wait in this season of decisions and lack of direction I need to hold to these truths and just love what today has to offer.
Embrace today, find your passion, and work towards your goals.
>Head Full Of Doubt, Road Full Of Promise
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>Judging is Not Loving
>We all judge to a certain extent. We sort people by their hair, clothes, music they listen to, food they eat, where they shop…etc. But people don’t belong in categories, people are equal. This is so hard to grasp, so hard live by. Are we too full of ourselves to truly understand that we are above no one? Sadly, it’s true.
If we want to love everyone as ourselves then we must see everyone as ourselves. So much of me wants to say, even now, that there are exceptions but there aren’t. The men raping little girls in Asia each night, the junky selling herself for her next hit, the lady spending her last penny on cat food for her 76 cats at home…we’re all equal. Society says those people are less than the common US citizen for one reason or another, that there is some open door to mock and hurt them. But they need love, they have redemption at their door, they are human! We are human. I wish we could all get this through our head that each person is seen as a beloved child in God’s eyes. We are never going to be perfect and each of us has the capability of doing and being the worst of the worst. I want to help people, not because they need me but, because they deserve a loving hand to be there for them.
>Confessions
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i’m messy. my glasses are too big for my face. my nose sticks out too far. i talk too loud. my moves don’t groove. i love to lay in green grass. i have moods that change with the weather. my love comes easy but my trust rarely shows its face. i never wear jewelry…but i own too much of it. i’m a hypochondriac with good reason. laughing comes all to easy and my smile inconveniently shows up in somber silences. i’m different than most people expect me to be. at the end of the day i look back and laugh, well, because there is always something to laugh at. i hate to fall asleep before my friends. if i could eat sushi every day for every meal i would. commitment to one location is comparable to drinking vinegar. different cultures intrigue me. i love when it rains hard. i dream more than i “do,” with every intention of “doing”. i read a lot but rarely finish a book. i’m not bothered by getting lost or getting old. i’d rather get lost and old with you. i dream of leading worship. new music excites me more than new food but not as much as new people. words are my weakness. because of that, i talk too much. and i say things i shouldn’t. justice is my lens. i lost my rose colored lenses, but i don’t really like when everything’s pink anyway. i have yet to find the perfect pen and yes, it is a goal. i drive with the windows down because i don’t like the air conditioner. i’m a cynic but i still hold to hope. i chase rainbows and sunsets. my pop-culture knowledge lacks much. i don’t think i could quote one movie quote correctly but i still try. when you tell me i can’t, i know i can and, i’ll prove you wrong…or at least try 🙂 i like me. the end.
>Live Wisely. Live Simply.
>I’m thinking of ways to have a “garage sale” in the middle of winter. It’s a very limited thought but I want to get rid of my stuff…now. Not only that but, I need to pay bills. I’ve been so convicted lately of cutting down on my lifestyle, going back to cooking all my food, eating healthy, making things to do rather than paying for entertainment, creating rather than buying new clothes and accessories. These are just a few small things I’m going to start when I get home.
Live a life full of action and love…could I stress the love point any more?haha Yeah actually, love is so important I could never say it enough. Love love love. Ok now go live it!