I've been writing alot recently. songs just come out. They used to be like 90% straight up worship songs, but I'm starting to just let my straight up feelings towards people come out in what I write (it's not as enjoyable. honestly). Honestly, i think I need a break from writing & listening to John Mark McMillan. Because after I listen to him it's like my voice has been saturated old mumbling scratchy summer days and I do not like it at all. It's not me.
I'm thinking my priorities and desires for writing music, to be brutaly honest, are a little messed up. But I am not perfect so it's expected that I'm not perfect. (no typo there):)
I'm starting to realize that I will never be perfect enough to impress God at all, I'm like a little kid and super hero tricks never make him love me more. I strive to give him some good reason to make him love me. My own ability. My own maturity. My own desire or zeal. What other people think of me. (oh this rageing battle!!)
"For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing it is the gift of God. Not the result of works that no man may boast."
-Ephesians 2:8&9
WOAH!...!
IT WAS NOT MY OWN DOING AT ALL. It is a *gift.
I wanna shake off this old slugishness and be alive and who I was made to be.
I am learning to get before God in the secret place and stop, everytime i get before him, telling him what a foolish mess I am and how badly I need to get my act 100% together so THEN i can come before Him and be with him and learn from him. I'm never going to be a 100% perfect for him. I cannot save myself. I cannot fix myself up in any way to make myself worthy. Only he can make me clean. Sometimes when I feel him drawing me I don't even want to be with him, "No! I can't come before you! I am a mess!"
He is my father.
I am loved. everlastingly. No beging and no ending. Your love simply was forever.
And it's good! You paid all my debts!! :)
siiiiigh! That was good to get out! :)
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Saturday, December 27, 2008
beanies.

Joseph Brockman at 10:54pm December 25
I don't know you're talking about, but you guys really do look alike
and this picture is absolutely darling.
Ashley Smith at 11:40pm December 25
ha-well i dont see it-but thanks-that hat is my new best friend.
Joseph Brockman at 11:46pm December 25
man everyone's wearing those suckers now
what are they even called?
Jasmine Stoltzfus at 10:52am December 26
beanies. :)
Joseph Brockman at 11:14am December 26
but it's a certain variety of beanie, isn't it? these loosely knitted, fluffy beanies.
Jasmine Stoltzfus at 4:09pm December 26
oh those?
They're called loosely knitted fluffy beanies.
Joseph Brockman at 10:28pm December 26
oh! thanks jasmine! that's been bugging me for a while
Jasmine Stoltzfus at 8:41am December 27
good to know, riiiiight?
Ashley Smith at 6:11pm December 27
im glad you two are having such a fun time with this photo and all it entails ;-)
Friday, December 26, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
you are my peace.
Soon the day will come when I will hear the doorbell ring and some scruffy man will hand me a package, as he walks back to his brown UPS truck I will burst into smiles for my CAMERA LENS IS HERE!!
...but that day was not yesterday, or the day before. it's pretty much been a whole month or more. arg.
LHOP:
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My parents and taylor&I split up. They went one way in the woods and we went another. It took lots of effort for me to be quiet when he climbed out on those rotting trees over freezeing water. I'm not being ridiculous in letting him make his own decisions in those things after I warn him. I'm not his mother & plus: he's taller than me. I like to lead and it is hard for me to not tell him what to do sometimes. because sometimes I just need to let him go...
It was a wonderful weekend. I love the monastary. commuinity living, it's smell, evensong, morningsong, salad, candles, leaves, lots of halls and rooms, and IHOP feed.
On Friday night from 9:30pmish-12:00am I found a quiet little room with big windows looking out on swirling leaves, trees, and yellow lights and played my guitar&worshiped. it was one of my favorite moments.
I have eaten over a dozen pieces of sushi in the last couple of days. no lie. vegtable sushi is so yummy.
"wow. I have REALLY enjoyed this conversation about bugs. I'M SERIOUS."
-Joseph Barackaman.
you, you are my peace.
...but that day was not yesterday, or the day before. it's pretty much been a whole month or more. arg.
LHOP:
My parents and taylor&I split up. They went one way in the woods and we went another. It took lots of effort for me to be quiet when he climbed out on those rotting trees over freezeing water. I'm not being ridiculous in letting him make his own decisions in those things after I warn him. I'm not his mother & plus: he's taller than me. I like to lead and it is hard for me to not tell him what to do sometimes. because sometimes I just need to let him go...
It was a wonderful weekend. I love the monastary. commuinity living, it's smell, evensong, morningsong, salad, candles, leaves, lots of halls and rooms, and IHOP feed.
On Friday night from 9:30pmish-12:00am I found a quiet little room with big windows looking out on swirling leaves, trees, and yellow lights and played my guitar&worshiped. it was one of my favorite moments.
I have eaten over a dozen pieces of sushi in the last couple of days. no lie. vegtable sushi is so yummy.
"wow. I have REALLY enjoyed this conversation about bugs. I'M SERIOUS."
-Joseph Barackaman.
you, you are my peace.
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Monday, December 15, 2008
some more writin's :)
V1
your words trip me up
they bind me and they snare
they catch me unprepared
so why do i even dare-
speak
V2
your words scatter on the floor in front of me
and you gather them up haistily
with honest bursts of apologies
you stuff them in your pockets like no one sees
but I...do
bridge
I've been thinkin' you're the kinda man
who could watse his life on drugs and war
I've been thinkin' you're the type
who finds it easy to ignore
those who can't fight for themselves anymore
but you proved me wrong
Chorus
you can keep looking
you can keep looking
you can search the whole house out
but you won't find the thing you've been talking about
with wide eyes.
tag
and oh, there is hope
there is hope
and there is love
and there is peace. for your soul.
anyway!..:]
I'm going to the monastary/LHOP for an oklahoma couple of days this week so i might not be able to come to the crane's christmas party :(
The teaching at crossfire last Saturday was amazing!
: "if you keep focousing on your own preformance as a Christian you will not get any better.
serving from a willing heart because you love Him is BEAUTIFUL.
serving from oblagation is..well...disgusting. "
-complements of jonathan zook :]
I find that when I tell the Lord the things that I am grateful for I become more grateful & thankful & maybe a little more humble.
Oh, here is something I've been writing about a certian two people I know...:)
"I have no money
and you have no money
but let's just get married!
...and live in a shack!"
your words trip me up
they bind me and they snare
they catch me unprepared
so why do i even dare-
speak
V2
your words scatter on the floor in front of me
and you gather them up haistily
with honest bursts of apologies
you stuff them in your pockets like no one sees
but I...do
bridge
I've been thinkin' you're the kinda man
who could watse his life on drugs and war
I've been thinkin' you're the type
who finds it easy to ignore
those who can't fight for themselves anymore
but you proved me wrong
Chorus
you can keep looking
you can keep looking
you can search the whole house out
but you won't find the thing you've been talking about
with wide eyes.
tag
and oh, there is hope
there is hope
and there is love
and there is peace. for your soul.
anyway!..:]
I'm going to the monastary/LHOP for an oklahoma couple of days this week so i might not be able to come to the crane's christmas party :(
The teaching at crossfire last Saturday was amazing!
: "if you keep focousing on your own preformance as a Christian you will not get any better.
serving from a willing heart because you love Him is BEAUTIFUL.
serving from oblagation is..well...disgusting. "
-complements of jonathan zook :]
I find that when I tell the Lord the things that I am grateful for I become more grateful & thankful & maybe a little more humble.
Oh, here is something I've been writing about a certian two people I know...:)
"I have no money
and you have no money
but let's just get married!
...and live in a shack!"
Labels:
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Monday, December 8, 2008
photobooth
This weekend was lovely. On Sunday I went iceskating with lots of friendies & had my first photobooth experience. It was wonderful & worth three crinkled up dollars.
Last night I went to the Overmyer's Christmas party and met old HSPers/friends. One released an album. I never have been able to say goodbye to Cherish & I think I need to. Even if it's after she graduates. I want to.
Other people that I never wanted to say goodbye to have been on my mind recently. I feel like there are things that need to be said that haven't. So my heart has a little unrest in those areas. Things I want to change. Things I want to change...
"When I thought, "my foot slips," your steadfast love held me up. When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul." -Psalm 94:18
ahhhhhh....
"don't let your heart get ahead of you."
I want my life to be a sweetness poured out. I want to be pleasing. The words of my mouth & meditations of my heart.
(Mark Mathis)
VERSE 1
Well, what happened this morning is I overslept
and I missed your kiss as I lay in bed
feeling lonely.
Sometimes I wish I was a persian cat
and I could lay curled up inside your lap,
listening to hear you breath...
CHORUS
oh, your eyes are my place to hide
when the world is closing in- on me.
You were right when you said that I would be needing you,
if I only knew how much.
VERSE 2
Well it was me and it was you
in the photobooth
Just to get away from the crowd that day
and I still hold that picture of you
That is my favorite.
Last night I went to the Overmyer's Christmas party and met old HSPers/friends. One released an album. I never have been able to say goodbye to Cherish & I think I need to. Even if it's after she graduates. I want to.
Other people that I never wanted to say goodbye to have been on my mind recently. I feel like there are things that need to be said that haven't. So my heart has a little unrest in those areas. Things I want to change. Things I want to change...
"When I thought, "my foot slips," your steadfast love held me up. When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul." -Psalm 94:18
ahhhhhh....
"don't let your heart get ahead of you."
I want my life to be a sweetness poured out. I want to be pleasing. The words of my mouth & meditations of my heart.
(Mark Mathis)
VERSE 1
Well, what happened this morning is I overslept
and I missed your kiss as I lay in bed
feeling lonely.
Sometimes I wish I was a persian cat
and I could lay curled up inside your lap,
listening to hear you breath...
CHORUS
oh, your eyes are my place to hide
when the world is closing in- on me.
You were right when you said that I would be needing you,
if I only knew how much.
VERSE 2
Well it was me and it was you
in the photobooth
Just to get away from the crowd that day
and I still hold that picture of you
That is my favorite.
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Monday, December 1, 2008
the weekend*
Bethany & I

card games*

Say & I

our feet :)


I'm pretty sure all the pictures were taken by lydia Crumrine. :) enjoy.
& This is what happened when airy & I played scrabble on saturday night.

natedmdey means...?

card games*

Say & I

our feet :)


I'm pretty sure all the pictures were taken by lydia Crumrine. :) enjoy.
& This is what happened when airy & I played scrabble on saturday night.
natedmdey means...?
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