Saturday, April 3, 2010
043.
everybody's trying to be the best
what about the girl with loneliness?
cleaning up, cleaning up the mess i've made.
constipated thoughts:
thinking of you, thinking of you, thinking of you,
restless for words
breathless for life
inevitably broken
impossibly stale
sleepless for change
aimless for direction
stay the course
stay the course
stay the course
remind yourself
the worth
the success
the challenge
purposefully emptied
sweetly surrendering
don't be bitter, dear one,
don't be ashamed.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
.042
dear sun,
will you keep on shining for me?
will you keep on shining for me?
i'm growing weary of this impending doom of gloom.
my heart heavy
my feet still
my words empty
loneliness's settled
my feet still
my words empty
loneliness's settled
upon my heart
yet i'm praying, hopeful, ready, terrified, confused, stuck, insatiable
hollow, whole
volatile, stable
volatile, stable
when will I be able to love again?
breathe out easily and let go?
I feel a weight pressing on my sternum, panic spreading itself throughout, like cracks in the sidewalks like my teetering legs like uncontrolled thoughts of you, of me, of you & me.
alone together forgotten
remembered
held
torn
held
torn
shattered mended revived
recover me as I
recover myself in YOU, LORD.
carry, fix, mold, put a desire, flood me with your love, LORD.
it's yours.
what're five things valued? recover myself in YOU, LORD.
carry, fix, mold, put a desire, flood me with your love, LORD.
it's yours.
{1} my family, immediate & extended
[2] understanding, honest, life-altering relationships/connections with people
(3) REST, tea, reading
[4] walks, nature, sunsets
{5} creativity
Thursday, January 21, 2010
041 / feel like i am
what a day.
roller coaster of a day
cannot get a grasp
cannot regain stability
HIGH to low, low to HIGH
thanks, but no thanks.
roller coaster of a day
cannot get a grasp
cannot regain stability
HIGH to low, low to HIGH
thanks, but no thanks.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
040.
Nostalgic, Whirl-winded
reading notes from high school
dramatic, tragic, pathetic, honest
purging my life from past memories
broken relationships, redirected dreams
it is good to reexamine things.
reading notes from high school
dramatic, tragic, pathetic, honest
purging my life from past memories
broken relationships, redirected dreams
it is good to reexamine things.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
039.
Longing:
feels like i've been train wrecked for years
like i could wish all i want but peace still won't settle in the crevices of the framework of my soul
like an insatiable yearning for a place of home to envelop me again and again and again.
peace like a river
the sound of silence
courage to change the things i can
making art to keep me sane.
need a fresh start, a change of pace,
need my friends & family to be my saving grace,
weariness has made my heart its home.
feels like i've been train wrecked for years
like i could wish all i want but peace still won't settle in the crevices of the framework of my soul
like an insatiable yearning for a place of home to envelop me again and again and again.
peace like a river
the sound of silence
courage to change the things i can
making art to keep me sane.
need a fresh start, a change of pace,
need my friends & family to be my saving grace,
weariness has made my heart its home.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
038.
is it still raining everywhere you are?
blasted day.
perhaps we'll sleep all day and
drown our worries away.
except we do not have time to stop
and breathe,
holding our breath becomes
easier when we feel completely suffocated
by our own thoughts.
but i am alone.
blasted day.
perhaps we'll sleep all day and
drown our worries away.
except we do not have time to stop
and breathe,
holding our breath becomes
easier when we feel completely suffocated
by our own thoughts.
but i am alone.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
No. 37
SENTIMENTAL,
blasting country music
crying my eyes out
it's thanksgiving for God's sake.
what the hell is wrong with me.
i know you'll have me.
i know i am loved.
but it's hard for me to let you in.
it's hard for me to ask for help,
to rely on anyone but myself.
makes things ten times harder.
i love you so why do i hide?
why do i run?
why do i do this to myself?
what's the solution?
i need a concrete fix.
i need unconditional love.
i need to breathe, let my past be my past,
i do not want to live like this.
all boxed in.
free and wild.
free and wild.
go where the wind blows
do what i love
be who i am
fail and try again
free and wild.
blasting country music
crying my eyes out
it's thanksgiving for God's sake.
what the hell is wrong with me.
i know you'll have me.
i know i am loved.
but it's hard for me to let you in.
it's hard for me to ask for help,
to rely on anyone but myself.
makes things ten times harder.
i love you so why do i hide?
why do i run?
why do i do this to myself?
what's the solution?
i need a concrete fix.
i need unconditional love.
i need to breathe, let my past be my past,
i do not want to live like this.
all boxed in.
free and wild.
free and wild.
go where the wind blows
do what i love
be who i am
fail and try again
free and wild.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
036 / thirtysix.
WRITTEN WORD:
Please, I beg of you; please I am tired.
Tired of the struggle,
Tired, for this feeling of lonely settles upon my heart
and stays, burrowing its' way in.
Oh Lord, how does despair run so deep?
How does breathing become a chore?
I need a place to rest my soul,
a place lit, a place brimming with free flowing creativity and comfort.
Life's a mess,
chaotic brain
nervous tic
structureless
i need to call home.
songs: at the bottom/brand new & it hurts/angels&airwaves
Please, I beg of you; please I am tired.
Tired of the struggle,
Tired, for this feeling of lonely settles upon my heart
and stays, burrowing its' way in.
Oh Lord, how does despair run so deep?
How does breathing become a chore?
I need a place to rest my soul,
a place lit, a place brimming with free flowing creativity and comfort.
Life's a mess,
chaotic brain
nervous tic
structureless
i need to call home.
songs: at the bottom/brand new & it hurts/angels&airwaves
Sunday, October 25, 2009
35 / thirty-five .
uneasy.
undesirable.
stubborn.
exhausted.
taken a turn for the worst,
hidden in hibernation,
slowly settling deeper into myself.
satan doesn't want me to speak,
and my lungs are screaming,
but my heart aches too deep for words.
i cannot put my finger on what is wrong.
i cannot seem to see clearly
and i am considerably tired of it all.
what's next?
is this it?
am i too stubborn to change?
without change life is futile.
undesirable.
stubborn.
exhausted.
taken a turn for the worst,
hidden in hibernation,
slowly settling deeper into myself.
satan doesn't want me to speak,
and my lungs are screaming,
but my heart aches too deep for words.
i cannot put my finger on what is wrong.
i cannot seem to see clearly
and i am considerably tired of it all.
what's next?
is this it?
am i too stubborn to change?
without change life is futile.
Monday, October 5, 2009
34 / thirty - f o u r (!)
Letting
Go {francesca battistelli}
My heart beats, standing on the edge
But my feet have finally left the ledge
Like an acrobat
There’s no turning back
I’m letting go
Of the life I planned for me
And my dreams
Losing control
Of my destiny
Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
So I’m letting go
This is a giant leap of faith
Trusting and trying to embrace
The fear of the unknown
Beyond my comfort zone
I’m letting go
Of the life I planned for me
And my dreams
Losing control
Of my destiny
Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
So I’m letting go
Giving in to your gravity
Knowing You are holding me
I’m not afraid
Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
Feels like I’m falling and this is the life for me
Saturday, September 26, 2009
033 / thirty-three.
READ THIS:
"I see a project and you see a person.
I see failure and you see potential.
I see shame and you see grace.
I see anger and you see the broken heart.
Lord give me your eyes to see."
Today, I found this and I am humbled. Thank you LORD JESUS for giving me people to challenge and love me. "I see a project and you see a person.
I see failure and you see potential.
I see shame and you see grace.
I see anger and you see the broken heart.
Lord give me your eyes to see."
Thank you LORD JESUS for understanding me more than I understand myself.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
32/ thirty-two.
your love is, your love is, your love is strong...
oh come on little heart, stop stirring, be content, these valleys ain't stoppin' the torturous, looming failure won't grow anything but stronger. and i know you could show me, show me what's real, i know you could show me how to feel. because i'm losing my hope like a penny in a wishing well. and what's done is never done - oh come on little heart, stop thinking, start being. why all these questions? why so discontent? focus and direction are two things i've never had. so little heart calm down, don't worry about tomorrow. learn to love, a selfless love. learn to share with the best you know.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
HOPE.
and this swell in my heart is guiding me toward home.
coming to the realization of things i have never known,
because i have friends who believe in me,
family that loves unconditionally.
i am learning my own flaws.
and reveling, rolling around
in the joy that is strengthening
and grabbing a hold on my miserable little heart.
thank you jesus. praise be to you for a storm of correction and perfection
to refine and catch my attention.
it's mesmerizing to think you'd love a fool like me.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
never give up.
HOPE.
and this swell in my heart is guiding me toward home.
coming to the realization of things i have never known,
because i have friends who believe in me,
family that loves unconditionally.
i am learning my own flaws.
and reveling, rolling around
in the joy that is strengthening
and grabbing a hold on my miserable little heart.
thank you jesus. praise be to you for a storm of correction and perfection
to refine and catch my attention.
it's mesmerizing to think you'd love a fool like me.
Friday, August 28, 2009
31/thirty-one.
close your eyes, just settle, settle.
speaking.
frankly..
i get wrapped up, wrapped up in my own and sleep until i can breathe again.
but i'm stepping through that door, leaving my baggage behind.
taking apart in the community and opportunities before me.
thank you GOD for continuing to bring me to a place
of change; renewing me again and again.
LORD, you are SO good, you're
healing my heart, filling my
soul and making
your love
known.
speaking.
frankly..
i get wrapped up, wrapped up in my own and sleep until i can breathe again.
but i'm stepping through that door, leaving my baggage behind.
taking apart in the community and opportunities before me.
thank you GOD for continuing to bring me to a place
of change; renewing me again and again.
LORD, you are SO good, you're
healing my heart, filling my
soul and making
your love
known.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
30/thirty.
DRY EYES
dry eyes, itching fingers, this is feeling always lingers.
uneasy, exhausted, unready to begin, again.
i need to take ten,
ten minutes to unwind.
deep breaths, world, i beg of you, be kind.
because i'm starving for attention
lacking inspiration, this suspension
of my heart under my tired feet,
i am dying,
dying to make ends meet
i am failing before i start,
hit the ground almost as hard as my heart,
soften me.
because i am exhausted with
exhausted with trying and with no success.
spirit, fall fresh, pick me up,
give me rest, breath, courage, hope.
dry eyes, itching fingers, this is feeling always lingers.
uneasy, exhausted, unready to begin, again.
i need to take ten,
ten minutes to unwind.
deep breaths, world, i beg of you, be kind.
because i'm starving for attention
lacking inspiration, this suspension
of my heart under my tired feet,
i am dying,
dying to make ends meet
i am failing before i start,
hit the ground almost as hard as my heart,
soften me.
because i am exhausted with
exhausted with trying and with no success.
spirit, fall fresh, pick me up,
give me rest, breath, courage, hope.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
.029/twentynine.
longing:
to fill the emptiness
to be rejuvenated
to stop boxing myself in
to be open-minded
to love MORE recklessly in the LORD-JESUS-
to enjoy the quiet
to believe i am LOVED beyond belief
to see past myself and my own expectations
to look on the bright side
to be submerged in truth-seeking
to breathe easier
to put "it" behind me
to know true humbleness
to cherish this broken state for what it's worth
to revel in the fact that HIS way is better than
sincerely yours, gina ann.
to fill the emptiness
to be rejuvenated
to stop boxing myself in
to be open-minded
to love MORE recklessly in the LORD-JESUS-
worthwhile-sort-of-love
to learn something new everydayto enjoy the quiet
to believe i am LOVED beyond belief
to see past myself and my own expectations
to look on the bright side
to be submerged in truth-seeking
to breathe easier
to put "it" behind me
to know true humbleness
to cherish this broken state for what it's worth
to revel in the fact that HIS way is better than
anything I could ever imagine
sincerely yours, gina ann.
Monday, July 6, 2009
028.
dear dad,
i need you.
this inner sadness is aching MORE than i'd like to admit. it's this constant droll consuming all the energy i have.
the longer i sit here the more lonely i begin to feel. i need a savior, an enlightener, a peace maker, a storm calmer, i need everything i am not. my body is welling up, feeling broken, actually broken. honestly, i am bitter... angry... pessimistic that for even one minute you'll stop and take notice to my desperation. it comes in waves. i cannot get rid of this pit i feel inside. crashing over and over and over. dramatic, maybe, but i'd rather have you think that and notice because my world is spinning out of my reach. i'm no longer in control and i don't want it. i cannot grasp it the way i thought i could. i'm alone by choice, i thought it'd be easier, but i know it's not now. please help.
tears only bring temporary relief. i need you abba father i need you.
i need you.
this inner sadness is aching MORE than i'd like to admit. it's this constant droll consuming all the energy i have.
the longer i sit here the more lonely i begin to feel. i need a savior, an enlightener, a peace maker, a storm calmer, i need everything i am not. my body is welling up, feeling broken, actually broken. honestly, i am bitter... angry... pessimistic that for even one minute you'll stop and take notice to my desperation. it comes in waves. i cannot get rid of this pit i feel inside. crashing over and over and over. dramatic, maybe, but i'd rather have you think that and notice because my world is spinning out of my reach. i'm no longer in control and i don't want it. i cannot grasp it the way i thought i could. i'm alone by choice, i thought it'd be easier, but i know it's not now. please help.
tears only bring temporary relief. i need you abba father i need you.
Monday, June 22, 2009
027.
1 Corinthians 10: 23-24
"Everything is permissible"—but not everything is beneficial.
"Everything is permissible"—but not everything is constructive.
Nobody should seek his own good, but the good of others.
nothing grand comes to mind because my thoughts are going a million miles a second.
all i can say is that there is a tremendous fire burning away at me -
refining, molding, terrifying my heart and all that i know.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
.026, twentysix, 20+6
a memory.
He uses chopsticks.
skinny little white boy who uses chopsticks.
fair enough, not for me.
we were completely incompatible and quite smitten...
and honestly after a year, i still miss him...
sounds stupid, but i do.
he was a lover and a best friend-
i need nothing, but i desire everything.
and i've decided i'd rather have compatibility any day-
He uses chopsticks.
skinny little white boy who uses chopsticks.
fair enough, not for me.
we were completely incompatible and quite smitten...
and honestly after a year, i still miss him...
sounds stupid, but i do.
he was a lover and a best friend-
a smile to awake to
AND
something worth fighting for
AND
who wants that?
AND
something worth fighting for
AND
who wants that?
i need nothing, but i desire everything.
and i've decided i'd rather have compatibility any day-
Over anything, yes over anything.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
025.
God has put an irrestible smile in my heart,
an unfathomable joy, a breath of rest and peace.
an unfathomable joy, a breath of rest and peace.
asking myself the hard questions,
finding out what life, love, faith is all about.
for the first time, i feel at home,
feel loved, protected, wanted, enjoyed, and respected.
i am going to paint today,
i have not painted in quite awhile.
finding out what life, love, faith is all about.
for the first time, i feel at home,
feel loved, protected, wanted, enjoyed, and respected.
i am going to paint today,
i have not painted in quite awhile.
{the joy is finally back}{the joy is finally back}{the joy is finally back}
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
024.
an urge to write.
urgence to blossom and bloom.
oh it's that crazy feeling you get when you do.
and it's got me smiling to think of you my friend,
yes, it's got me smiling again.
here's to you:
the time that we so carefully waste.
the boys we like for two and a half hours
only to realize - they haven't got good taste.
i miss you smile, miss your face,
miss conversing and honesty
and that feeling for being known and encouraged,
constantly.
it's a heart to heart connection,
a friendship that never stops
no matter how long we're apart.
so tell me, just tell me,
does home have the same ring?
does the summer come as fast as it goes?
do the same things still break your heart?
and the same things still beckon a smile?
tell me, my friend, i love you.
urgence to blossom and bloom.
oh it's that crazy feeling you get when you do.
and it's got me smiling to think of you my friend,
yes, it's got me smiling again.
here's to you:
the time that we so carefully waste.
the boys we like for two and a half hours
only to realize - they haven't got good taste.
i miss you smile, miss your face,
miss conversing and honesty
and that feeling for being known and encouraged,
constantly.
it's a heart to heart connection,
a friendship that never stops
no matter how long we're apart.
so tell me, just tell me,
does home have the same ring?
does the summer come as fast as it goes?
do the same things still break your heart?
and the same things still beckon a smile?
tell me, my friend, i love you.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
023.
Monday, March 16, 2009
022.
RAIN IT ON DOWN
what else can you throw at me that i haven't heard before?
simple, true
bright, but not blue,
you think you've got me.
but you've only got an empty hand,
a confident plan, yet no place to stand.
with sparkling eyes, you'd think you owned the world,
but in fact, the city holds back-
a gamble for everything you're worth.
who's to say-
that the blind will see?
who's to say-
this isn't a weak analogy?
as the laughter hits my face,
but my warnings fall, deafening, unnoticed,
i know this place disheartens-
so why do we keep grasping the world in our hands?
what else can you throw at me that i haven't heard before?
simple, true
bright, but not blue,
you think you've got me.
but you've only got an empty hand,
a confident plan, yet no place to stand.
with sparkling eyes, you'd think you owned the world,
but in fact, the city holds back-
a gamble for everything you're worth.
who's to say-
that the blind will see?
who's to say-
this isn't a weak analogy?
as the laughter hits my face,
but my warnings fall, deafening, unnoticed,
i know this place disheartens-
so why do we keep grasping the world in our hands?
Monday, March 9, 2009
021.
LORD, give us what we need.
today is the ONE YEAR mark of singleness.
how am i feeling, doing, seeking?
well, all i know is that experience has bought me to a place of growth and blossoming:
everything from bliss to broken to baffled to blessed.
Honestly, this year has come and gone quicker and less painfully than i'd imagined.
without "him", i felt worthless, lost, and i thought i would never be able to stand back on my feet again.
BUT here i am, i'm doing quite fine.
happier, wholer, stronger.
challenged, beautiful, taking ahold of my life.
the LORD does give us what we need.
i needed to be broken to be shown my flaws.
today, i took the time to reflect how lucky i am, boyfriend or no boyfriend.
I AM LOVED.
most of all, i have a perfect creator who loves me regardless of what i make of myself-
everyday, yes everyday, he makes me new.
my family, oh gosh, what a stronghold, my refuge.
my dad, david can always seem to make me laugh and make me see a side of thing i would never have considered.
it is him that i know loves me wholeheartedly no matter what i did in the past.
he makes me believe i have potential, that i am smart, and that i am doing the right thing.
my mama, heather has this fire about her.
she puts a passion in me to create and learn constantly.
i want to be like her because she is a well balanced humorous, adventurous, motherly patchwork of gregarious inspiration.
my sibs, jacob, annie-b, and little josiah love me unconditionally and think i'm cooler than i am.
it ALWAYS makes my day to chat with them and someday we will have kids of our own (crazy i know!).
i pray that we will stay bonded and raise our families to be connected as family should be.
jacob is seriously the coolest kid/teen/boy-man. he is growing so fast it's freaky!
remember that no matter what it's important to stay immersed in God's Word and family because it's hard to make up for lost time.
annie-b, you my dear are such a talented dancer and i wish i could see you perform!
remember to be encouraging because i understand how annoying boys can be, :).
read as many books as you can because a good book makes for a better adventure.
josiah, little brother, you are my shining boy, your smile and constant love is something i will always cherish.
remember to help mom and dad and jacob and annabelle- tell them jokes to make them laugh and give hugs, i miss those.
thank you, i am so blessed to be surrounded, supported, and loved by a wonderful family. i miss you more than words could express.
today is the ONE YEAR mark of singleness.
how am i feeling, doing, seeking?
well, all i know is that experience has bought me to a place of growth and blossoming:
everything from bliss to broken to baffled to blessed.
Honestly, this year has come and gone quicker and less painfully than i'd imagined.
without "him", i felt worthless, lost, and i thought i would never be able to stand back on my feet again.
BUT here i am, i'm doing quite fine.
happier, wholer, stronger.
challenged, beautiful, taking ahold of my life.
the LORD does give us what we need.
i needed to be broken to be shown my flaws.
today, i took the time to reflect how lucky i am, boyfriend or no boyfriend.
I AM LOVED.
most of all, i have a perfect creator who loves me regardless of what i make of myself-
everyday, yes everyday, he makes me new.
my family, oh gosh, what a stronghold, my refuge.
my dad, david can always seem to make me laugh and make me see a side of thing i would never have considered.
it is him that i know loves me wholeheartedly no matter what i did in the past.
he makes me believe i have potential, that i am smart, and that i am doing the right thing.
my mama, heather has this fire about her.
she puts a passion in me to create and learn constantly.
i want to be like her because she is a well balanced humorous, adventurous, motherly patchwork of gregarious inspiration.
my sibs, jacob, annie-b, and little josiah love me unconditionally and think i'm cooler than i am.
it ALWAYS makes my day to chat with them and someday we will have kids of our own (crazy i know!).
i pray that we will stay bonded and raise our families to be connected as family should be.
jacob is seriously the coolest kid/teen/boy-man. he is growing so fast it's freaky!
remember that no matter what it's important to stay immersed in God's Word and family because it's hard to make up for lost time.
annie-b, you my dear are such a talented dancer and i wish i could see you perform!
remember to be encouraging because i understand how annoying boys can be, :).
read as many books as you can because a good book makes for a better adventure.
josiah, little brother, you are my shining boy, your smile and constant love is something i will always cherish.
remember to help mom and dad and jacob and annabelle- tell them jokes to make them laugh and give hugs, i miss those.
thank you, i am so blessed to be surrounded, supported, and loved by a wonderful family. i miss you more than words could express.
since march 9, 2008 i have:
getting to see my extended family and seeing where my mom-mom grew up was a really great experience.
some highlights: my aunt mary getting married to luke, meeting my cousin TONY, and being surrounded by my grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and my immediate family.
(1)gotten out my wisdom teeth.
oh being home those first few weeks was exhausting and intense.
the emotion was so fresh that i literally did not know what to do with myself.
at least getting my wise teeth out knocked me out.
and i got to pack up all my crap, spend time with the fam, and see hannahlynn.
oh being home those first few weeks was exhausting and intense.
the emotion was so fresh that i literally did not know what to do with myself.
at least getting my wise teeth out knocked me out.
and i got to pack up all my crap, spend time with the fam, and see hannahlynn.
(2)supervised 4's and 5's program at Cannon Beach Christian Conference Center
one of the most rewarding and difficult tasks.
i learned alot about myself and relationships.
being a supervisor was ten times harder and worthwhile than i would've guessed.
somedays were definitely harder than others, but i would never take anything back.
those kids and amanda, taylor, and lacey made my summer perfect.
i learned alot about myself and relationships.
being a supervisor was ten times harder and worthwhile than i would've guessed.
somedays were definitely harder than others, but i would never take anything back.
those kids and amanda, taylor, and lacey made my summer perfect.
(3)experienced CB in more ways than i can count
where to even begin??
stand out memories:
the many walk-talks with tyler.
getting quarantined and bella with taylor after we got out.
making beds with wayne.
deathrace, late beach walk-talks, and exploring CB with robbie.
heart to hearts with bethany.
awkwardness with poca, crash, and panda.
$5 shoes from betsy and kristen.
dragonfire and books with liz.
veggie tales EVERY sunday with crash.
crocheting with david and sarah.
trenton's bear hugs.
recording the "CB".
sleepy monk with linnea.
undercover mission with amanda.
being "engaged" to wayne.
skimboarding for the first time with lora, carly, and bethany.
folding doug's laundry with jackie.
housekeeping, towel change and using silly voices with brittany.
leah j. driving me to the airport.
lacey and brandon picking me up from the airport and getting lost.
the big swing.
taylor shoving leaves in my hair for fun, yes?
performing to hsm get your head in the game.
milly and krista's bible study.
tyler jumping off the bridge.
taylor falling into the fire.
walking with bri on the beach in the beginnings of summer.
anthony, shy little cute anthony.
the happening with jon, lora, and tyler.
dear david/ tim and eric/ beaver bounce incorpated into the beaver song.
hermie the wormie ate my _____________.
the family bonding when our brothers and sisters got swept out and rescued.
and need i name more???
experiencing CB taught me it is enough to be myself.
around these people i could be real and i could never thank the LORD enough for letting me know and grow this way.
thank you each whether mentioned or not for the time, love, and hope you have shown me.
it impacts me still.
(4)family reunion in kansaswhere to even begin??
stand out memories:
the many walk-talks with tyler.
getting quarantined and bella with taylor after we got out.
making beds with wayne.
deathrace, late beach walk-talks, and exploring CB with robbie.
heart to hearts with bethany.
awkwardness with poca, crash, and panda.
$5 shoes from betsy and kristen.
dragonfire and books with liz.
veggie tales EVERY sunday with crash.
crocheting with david and sarah.
trenton's bear hugs.
recording the "CB".
sleepy monk with linnea.
undercover mission with amanda.
being "engaged" to wayne.
skimboarding for the first time with lora, carly, and bethany.
folding doug's laundry with jackie.
housekeeping, towel change and using silly voices with brittany.
leah j. driving me to the airport.
lacey and brandon picking me up from the airport and getting lost.
the big swing.
taylor shoving leaves in my hair for fun, yes?
performing to hsm get your head in the game.
milly and krista's bible study.
tyler jumping off the bridge.
taylor falling into the fire.
walking with bri on the beach in the beginnings of summer.
anthony, shy little cute anthony.
the happening with jon, lora, and tyler.
dear david/ tim and eric/ beaver bounce incorpated into the beaver song.
hermie the wormie ate my _____________.
the family bonding when our brothers and sisters got swept out and rescued.
and need i name more???
experiencing CB taught me it is enough to be myself.
around these people i could be real and i could never thank the LORD enough for letting me know and grow this way.
thank you each whether mentioned or not for the time, love, and hope you have shown me.
it impacts me still.
getting to see my extended family and seeing where my mom-mom grew up was a really great experience.
some highlights: my aunt mary getting married to luke, meeting my cousin TONY, and being surrounded by my grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and my immediate family.
(5)moved/live in beebe 3
sometimes i love it, sometimes i don't, but at fox, i do feel at home.
it's a place i can be, i can struggle and belong.
sometimes i love it, sometimes i don't, but at fox, i do feel at home.
it's a place i can be, i can struggle and belong.
(6)gained and lost friends
i'm learning to work through things day by day and it's a blessing to see how much
i have grown just this past year.
(7)smiled, changed, loved.i have grown just this past year.
well... life is plugging along.
somedays are better, but today was fine indeed.All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass.
The grass withers and the flower falls,
but the word of the Lord remains forever.
-1 Peter 1:24
The grass withers and the flower falls,
but the word of the Lord remains forever.
-1 Peter 1:24
Monday, February 16, 2009
020.
ART.
what is it?i'm not feeling it.
it should be an expression, raw, true, honest,
but i have artist's block.
{or something.}
"The place where your greatest passion and the world's greatest need meet is your calling."
but i don't know where that is exactly.
i have a heart for people, for creating, for hope in CHRIST.
writing, singing, soul searching make me feel most alive.
in my brokenness, complete.
in my indecisiveness, ready.
in my emptiness, shown light.
what is my calling, i am fairly uncertain.
sometimes, i feel like i'm blossoming into a great artist,
and somedays, like today, i'm not feeling it.
i have no idea, no clue.
I KNOW I AM CAPABLE OF SO MUCH MORE.
i have a heart for people, for creating, for hope in CHRIST.
writing, singing, soul searching make me feel most alive.
in my brokenness, complete.
in my indecisiveness, ready.
in my emptiness, shown light.
what is my calling, i am fairly uncertain.
sometimes, i feel like i'm blossoming into a great artist,
and somedays, like today, i'm not feeling it.
i have no idea, no clue.
I KNOW I AM CAPABLE OF SO MUCH MORE.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
nineteen.
and he said, “stay with me.”
The idea impeccable, the feeling gravitational.
I miss the feeling
Of feeling wanted, beloved, whole.
My own flaws are killing my spirit,
Losing friendships devours my soul,
Struggles aren’t for nothing.
Insufficient,
I need that which I do not deserve- the feeling of be irreplaceable and valued.
I want to abide in Him like He abides in me.
Salvation is the only thing of worth I own,
It’s not who I am, it’s who He wants me to be.
Desire for authenticity,
to feel overwhelming realness instead of brokenness.
Maybe through this I will see.
I miss the feeling
Of feeling wanted, beloved, whole.
Looking in all the wrong places seems cliché and empty to say, but it’s honest.
My own flaws are killing my spirit,
Losing friendships devours my soul,
Struggles aren’t for nothing.
Insufficient,
I need that which I do not deserve- the feeling of be irreplaceable and valued.
I want to abide in Him like He abides in me.
Salvation is the only thing of worth I own,
It’s not who I am, it’s who He wants me to be.
Desire for authenticity,
to feel overwhelming realness instead of brokenness.
Maybe through this I will see.
i long to see.
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