just a fun lil' double post, since it's been a while and my creative writing skills seems to be a bit lacking.
the turn in mood since summer hit has been amazing -- almost mind-boggling. around the end of wintertime, i start feeling as though i am falling to pieces. the cold, the grey, the whole lot...i just can't handle it after march hits.
and then..
here it comes...
warmer days...
less snow, and finally no snow....
sunshine all day long, later sunsets.
and it's summer!
whoooooooooo!
this post is less than exciting. i'm pretty sleepy right now. days are pretty full of life when it's sun time.
more posts later. i'll try and keep track of my witty observations so i can share them with you all.
loves!
22.6.09
flashbacks
tonight, benny apples and i were walking our cute lil selves home -- having walked over to DQ to get blizzards, and then stopping by the girls' house to watch some Cute with Chris -- when we saw Deanna drive by.
She didn't see us.
Then, a car horn grabbed our attention and a blue pathfinder flew by -- !
jake dennill!
whaaat!?
fun times, running into friends in the street, sitting in cars, listening to matthew good, with or without his band.
She didn't see us.
Then, a car horn grabbed our attention and a blue pathfinder flew by -- !
jake dennill!
whaaat!?
fun times, running into friends in the street, sitting in cars, listening to matthew good, with or without his band.
7.5.09
rooted
If we skip the step of growing and cultivating in a local church we export an impotent message with little effect. The Apostles walked into cities and villages with the utmost confidence in the potency and power of the Gospel of Jesus Christ because they drank deeply themselves. The church is where we drink deeply of the Gospel and are transformed by the power of His Blood and Spirit.
-- ryan matchett
-- ryan matchett
3.5.09
through the children's gate -- adam gopnik
...Check for what? I think secretly. That they are breathing, as Martha does? That they are safe? But what could that mean? Though I tell them they are safe, none of us really knows what safety is, or means, or looks like when it is asleep.
I realize, in the middle of the night, that the love I feel for the children is not at every moment remote enough from the need I feel for them;
all the discipline I attempt to prepare to let them go into their own world, where they make up their own minds and fly away on their own wings, gets lost when I look at them. I want them here, safe, I want them this age forever, I want this situation -- two small children puzzled and, on the whole, happy at home, in a big city, not to change, even though I know that the parent's task is building up and letting go.
I realize, in the middle of the night, that the love I feel for the children is not at every moment remote enough from the need I feel for them;
all the discipline I attempt to prepare to let them go into their own world, where they make up their own minds and fly away on their own wings, gets lost when I look at them. I want them here, safe, I want them this age forever, I want this situation -- two small children puzzled and, on the whole, happy at home, in a big city, not to change, even though I know that the parent's task is building up and letting go.
11.2.09
The Kite Runner.
A few quotes from this most magnificent book.
"But it wasn't just that she'd found an audience for her monologues of illness. I firmly believed that if I had picked up a rifle and gone on a murdering rampage, I would have still had the benefit of her unblinking love. Because I had rid her heart of its gravest malady, I had relieved her of the greatest fear of every Afghan mother: that no honorable khastegar would ask for her daughter's hand. That her daughter would age alone, husbandless, childless. Every woman needed a husband. Even if he did silence the song in her."
"...I suspected every bearded man who stared at me to be a Talib killer, sent by Assef. Two things compounded my fears: There are a lot of bearded men in Peshawar, and everybody stares."
"...I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night."
"It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything all right. It didn't make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird's flight.
But I'll take it.
With open arms.
Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting.
...
I ran."
"But it wasn't just that she'd found an audience for her monologues of illness. I firmly believed that if I had picked up a rifle and gone on a murdering rampage, I would have still had the benefit of her unblinking love. Because I had rid her heart of its gravest malady, I had relieved her of the greatest fear of every Afghan mother: that no honorable khastegar would ask for her daughter's hand. That her daughter would age alone, husbandless, childless. Every woman needed a husband. Even if he did silence the song in her."
"...I suspected every bearded man who stared at me to be a Talib killer, sent by Assef. Two things compounded my fears: There are a lot of bearded men in Peshawar, and everybody stares."
"...I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night."
"It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything all right. It didn't make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird's flight.
But I'll take it.
With open arms.
Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting.
...
I ran."
10.2.09
a whispered yes
stunning sometimes to ponder
that all my future knowing
and all my future doing
will be a knowing-with and doing-for;
that you love me enough,
and love me yet,
to whisper me a Yes with your life.
-- john piper
that all my future knowing
and all my future doing
will be a knowing-with and doing-for;
that you love me enough,
and love me yet,
to whisper me a Yes with your life.
-- john piper
20.1.09
some highs and lows of 2008...
HIGH:
- gold cord at convocation.
- meeting lisa bromley.
- coming home in the biggest way ever.
- finding the kind of family that goes beyond bloodlines and straight into your lungs and your heart.
- JAB meeting in Carstairs.
- resolving conflict with dee-bot.
- learning to trust God for provision.
- ryan and jackie matchett.
- having deep friends to talk and walk out the hardest season of my life with.
- restoration.
- being friends with stephen and jessica barbour.
- tessa ella.
- jimmy rea.
- brenna applegate.
- GRAD RECITAL.
- finding out that i'm my brother's people.
- new bible
- first ever bridesmaid gig.
- painting
- scott and holly erickson and seattle.
- ... this list is really long.
LOW:
- not having enough money to buy groceries.
- gas prices (a high in their own way...)
- experiencing humility. or the process of there becoming.
- crappy news about married friends.
- my ankle still hurts.
- waking up at 5 am far too much.
- fighting with dee-bot.
- crappy mentoring situation.
- ... everything has its perspective so this list is a little bit harder.
- gold cord at convocation.
- meeting lisa bromley.
- coming home in the biggest way ever.
- finding the kind of family that goes beyond bloodlines and straight into your lungs and your heart.
- JAB meeting in Carstairs.
- resolving conflict with dee-bot.
- learning to trust God for provision.
- ryan and jackie matchett.
- having deep friends to talk and walk out the hardest season of my life with.
- restoration.
- being friends with stephen and jessica barbour.
- tessa ella.
- jimmy rea.
- brenna applegate.
- GRAD RECITAL.
- finding out that i'm my brother's people.
- new bible
- first ever bridesmaid gig.
- painting
- scott and holly erickson and seattle.
- ... this list is really long.
LOW:
- not having enough money to buy groceries.
- gas prices (a high in their own way...)
- experiencing humility. or the process of there becoming.
- crappy news about married friends.
- my ankle still hurts.
- waking up at 5 am far too much.
- fighting with dee-bot.
- crappy mentoring situation.
- ... everything has its perspective so this list is a little bit harder.
30.12.08
wisdom a la starbucks!
"the irony of commitment is that it's deeply liberating -- in work, in play, in love. the act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. to commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life."
-- #76, anne morriss, sbux customer.
"mother-love is not inevitable. the good mother is a great artist ever creating beauty out of chaos."
-- #36, alice randall, novelist.
"on the battlefield of ideas, winning requires moving toward the sound of the guns."
-- #290, new gingrich.
"do not kiss your children so they will kiss you back but so they will kiss their children, and their children's children."
-- #27, noah benShea.
"if you've got a dollar and you spend twenty-nine cents on a loaf of bread, you've got seventy-one cents left. but if you've got seventeen grand and you spend twenty-nine cents on a loaf of bread, you've still got seventeen grand. there's a math lesson for you."
-- #112, Steve Martin
-- #76, anne morriss, sbux customer.
"mother-love is not inevitable. the good mother is a great artist ever creating beauty out of chaos."
-- #36, alice randall, novelist.
"on the battlefield of ideas, winning requires moving toward the sound of the guns."
-- #290, new gingrich.
"do not kiss your children so they will kiss you back but so they will kiss their children, and their children's children."
-- #27, noah benShea.
"if you've got a dollar and you spend twenty-nine cents on a loaf of bread, you've got seventy-one cents left. but if you've got seventeen grand and you spend twenty-nine cents on a loaf of bread, you've still got seventeen grand. there's a math lesson for you."
-- #112, Steve Martin
