shrink and shrivel.
this is not me. well part..but not whole.. but..that’s not whole either.. but pieces..bigger pieces.. incoherent pieces.. but more accurate pieces.. but this. is not… just the surface.. no broken skin..no blood.
THEY CALL ME DUN DUN
butterflies.. fade then glow. glances and smiles. tummy drops.. i wonder if.. sometimes maybe.. am i obvious? rushrushrush crumbles splurts of Life like air and wind and breath like a sigh reminder. overwhelmed by the Great One. who can compare? but. where are you heart? where are you treasure? day after day. do i? do i? hmph in love with the idea.. not with the Being. truth and sorrow ...
wow…im really gonna miss these kids..
wow. Today, you’ve outdone yourself. goodnight.
feelin' 2 inches tall
oh lifeless, loveless heart.. won’t you respond to words of Life?
nekkid teefs. its weird.
4 chords & hrs later
played part of song on guitar for the first time. AND was able to sing along.. …yea, sure there were awk pauses between chord changes but…. YES. not completely inept. ^.^
“Comfort for God’s People 1 Comfort, comfort my people, says your God. 2 Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and cry to her that her warfare[a] is ended, that her iniquity is pardoned, that she has received from the LORD’s hand double for all her sins. 3 A voice cries:[b] “In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD; make straight in the desert a highway for...
Jeremiah 17:9 ain’t that the truth. ..sigh..
i feel as though im having an early life crisis. i want to do EVERYTHING…eat EVERYTHING.. before im too…”old”
wow. receiving so much more grace than i could ever deserve..
humble King, You go before me..
friend, i dont understand you..
“but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” -Roman 5:8 You got me.
nothing can separate us.. →
my co-worker just asked me to tell her how i got saved.. joy inconceivable…He still wants to use me.
i like.. you best when you are unfiltered. when your words are not packaged into a pretty little box with a bow.. i like when you say things that i don’t expect.. when you say things that tell me that you’re being honest.. not in a distasteful or disrespectful way.. but in a way that reminds me that you too are human. hm.
one semester.. what is the value…the purpose in our pursuit? in our desires? what a frustrating and agonizing question. but sooo imperative…so necessary.. sigh. Your way.. show us.. grant us Your heart..
there’s this huge part of me that just wants to run away. and keep running to where they don’t know me.. and i don’t know them.. to where the streets are unfamiliar and i blend into the background.. but i can’t move. i know im being selfish.. but i am afraid. and i am ashamed. there. i said it.
38Now as they went on their way, Jesus entered a village. And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. 39And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to his teaching. 40But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me.” 41But the...
lay me down im not my own i belong to You alone lay me down, lay me down woah-ooohhh hand on my heart this much is true there’s no life apart from You lay me down, lay me down woah-ooohhhh lay me down, lay me down.
we will age friends we will grow up.. and move-on maybe get married maybe start families maybe become wealthy maybe travel the world maybe discard our dreams from our youth maybe we’ll change. maybe.maybe.maybe.. perhaps, when we all meet again.. perhaps we’ll all be present.. perhaps..some of us..will have gone on to our reward.. perhaps we’ll be to busy to meet again.....
fleeting… fluttering..thoughts they litter.. my head.. stupid ideas of romance and passion and love that fill my head and push out.. silence, make jest, of the Truth.. sigh..but is it truly sin to desire some sort of passion no, not sexual..but.. some sort of strong all-consuming emotion that runs one blind and careless in all other aspects or must all be calculating..rigid…stiff...
RAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRRR RAWRRAWRRAWR ..that’s all..[sigh]
ode to joy
“…that He might be glorified..”
um…if you get message on your newsfeed saying that i started a new tumblr… just a heads up…its a lie. don’t click the link.
release. and submit. stop harboring, and clenching, and twisting and just release. and open.. submit and open.. oh…but… don’t trust your will your will can’t do it don’t trust your reasoning you’re reasoning can’t either.. instead release to He who made you. release…and.. submit…oh heart submit and trust submit and trust submit and trust.
this way of life.. is so much bigger..and greater…and realer than this little religious box we try to fit it in. it goes past our knowledge and understanding past the rules and regulation of this world so completely and utterly set apart from our nature.. but completely and utterly accessible…and freely given..
though they are separate….they are wonderful. my parents. they’re far from perfect, i can personally attest to that, but their love for their children reaches farther than i can express in words. it amazes me the love that they have for us, their children, who throughout our few years in their life have managed to cost them near millions, heartaches and disappointments, sped up their...
theremnant: If you can’t give a day to the Lord, you can’t give a year to the Lord and, therefore, you can’t give your own life. Don’t worry about devoting your life or this year or this semester or this month or this week to the Lord…just be faithful daily.