"i will press,
i will press on towards you
in this mess,
still press on towards you."
Monday, February 16, 2009
a lazy thursday afternoon after school..2/12/2009
(#6- taken by danny fincham)
(#11-#12 - liz hurr):)
Saturday, February 7, 2009
goodmorning sunshine.
oh, how good you are to me.
The Lord is gracious, slow to anger, and rich in love.
-psalm 145:8
Sunday, February 1, 2009
a paintin' & song
"you said to me, "honey you're still driftin'
inbetween
the lines
of what you say and what you mean"
you know that I
am starting to agree.
you said,
honey wake up to my love
get out of bed
'cause the sun is comin' up
turn your head to mine
look me in the eyes
everything will turn out fine
i know."
would you wake up honey,
would you wake up honey,
would you wake up honey, would you wake up honey
to my love."
Friday, January 30, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Perpendicular and Parallel (People)
The past couple of weeks have been super duper full of newness, in situations especially, and some confusion. Some frustration. Peace. Joy.
I feel like I'm in a place where if I tried to retrace my steps I would find no bridge. I just can't go back to the way things were. But I can pull away if I get the word. I feel like I'm doing what God wants me to do, though not well. Far from perfectly. It's so good to realize that. So good. I am not perfect. But I want to do things His way.
And since I feel like I'm actually waging war, pressing, pushing, fighting, I think that in these kinda situations and places-growth. I am trying to be careful, to gaurd my heart. I had a really good conversation about that a couple days ago. I need to be aware of what is going on in my own heart. Be aware of where I am leaning, be aware of hinderances, be aware of distractions, i believe this. I want a pure heart. And clean hands, lips. I want to be innocent, but I want to be wise. I don't wanna to just give into things because it's more comfortable than fighting.
I am the Lord's. No matter where I go, I am the Lord's. No matter the mistakes, I am His. I choose Him. I want to be sealed. The end. It is decided. I am His, He is mine, and that settles it. Forever. Completely.
Now, time for a silly song:
"I am a street, you are a street
we're parallel lines- we never meet,
just sit side by side, wondering why.
I think I know..."
I feel like I'm in a place where if I tried to retrace my steps I would find no bridge. I just can't go back to the way things were. But I can pull away if I get the word. I feel like I'm doing what God wants me to do, though not well. Far from perfectly. It's so good to realize that. So good. I am not perfect. But I want to do things His way.
And since I feel like I'm actually waging war, pressing, pushing, fighting, I think that in these kinda situations and places-growth. I am trying to be careful, to gaurd my heart. I had a really good conversation about that a couple days ago. I need to be aware of what is going on in my own heart. Be aware of where I am leaning, be aware of hinderances, be aware of distractions, i believe this. I want a pure heart. And clean hands, lips. I want to be innocent, but I want to be wise. I don't wanna to just give into things because it's more comfortable than fighting.
I am the Lord's. No matter where I go, I am the Lord's. No matter the mistakes, I am His. I choose Him. I want to be sealed. The end. It is decided. I am His, He is mine, and that settles it. Forever. Completely.
Now, time for a silly song:
"I am a street, you are a street
we're parallel lines- we never meet,
just sit side by side, wondering why.
I think I know..."
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