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"I look out the window
The birds are composing
Not a note is out of tune
Or out of place

I walk to the meadow
And stare at the flowers
Better dressed than any girl
On her wedding day

So why should I worry?
Why do I freak out?
God knows what I need
You know what I need

Your love is strong."

- Jon Foreman, "Your Love is Strong"
  • Listening to: Slow Dancing Society
  • Reading: Isaiah
  • Watching: the stars fall
But I had hardly seen a thing until I gave a golden ring to the one who gave her heart to me. And I became a world traveler - That's the day I hit the road. 'Cause I walked the hills of the human soul, of a tender girl. I'm a world traveler; She opened the gate and took my hand and led me into the mystic land where her galaxies swirl.

So many mysteries I never will unravel... I want to travel the world.
  • Listening to: Andrew Peterson's /Counting Stars/
I will not take my love away
When praises cease and seasons change
While the whole world turns the other way
I will not take my love away
I will not leave you all alone
When striving leads you far from home
And there's no yield for what you've sown
I will not leave you all alone
I will give you what you need
In plenty or in poverty
Forever, always, look to me
And I will give you what you need

I will not take my love away.
  • Listening to: wedding bells
  • Reading: vows
  • Watching: her walk down the aisle.
Who would want you as you are?

What can you give they couldn't get from someone else?

What life of ease, what wedding bells
What pretty stones, what precious wealth?


Does your heart echo like a hall / 'cause there's no one there at all



When will you learn to love what's sent from up above?


[The Weepies]
  • Listening to: The Weepies - Riga Girls
The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
On Christmas day in the morn.



[Glory to Jesus, ancient and strong | Come to Your people, carry them home]
  • Listening to: Andrew Peterson - Behold the Lamb of God
  • Watching: quietly
  • Drinking: deeply
"You were a million years of work,"
Said God and His angels, with needle and thread.

They kissed your head and said,
"You're a good kid and you make us proud.
So just give your best and the rest will come,
And we'll see you soon."

All the blood and all the sweat
That we invested to be loved
Follows us into our end,
Where we begin to understand

That maybe Hollywood was right:
When the credits have rolled and the tears have dried,
The answers that we have been dying to find
Are all pieced together and, somehow,
Made perfectly mine.
  • Listening to: Sleeping at Last - Needle & Thread
I'm going to start writing more.  It's been too long.
Awake and alive // learning to breathe in these abundant skies




A shoot pushes through in the autumn...





Hello.  :alphaosiris:
rain rain rain on my mind
i've got a secret life
wipe wipe wipe it away
nothing can make me dry
fight all the while
fight till i think i'm free
fear reigns so we never see
beautiful secret lives

it could make you,
face all your fears...

[copeland | choose the one who loves you more]

[choose the one who loves you more / and when you've found something to die for / they'll be knocking on your heart's door]

:frail:
Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger, to be stronger
Hey ungraceful I will teach you
To forgive one another.

[underøath]

:frail:
...hope is rising. :frail:



[ i lift my eyes to the hills // my help is coming ]
Things are better, but I have no time.





I've been listening to Pandora a lot lately, and you should, too.
Mood: Blinded
Listening to: Hammock - [Kenotic #08] Overcast/Sorrow [3:58]


:raincloud:


i'd lift my eyes to you, but i can't see...
        





:frail:








//


[ help me find my way... ]
Mood: Grace, grace, grace...  Playing: Silence.


    Then and there
    I confess
    I'll blame all this on my selfishness
    Yet you love me
    And that consumes me
    And I'll stand up again
    And do so willingly

    You give me hope,
    And hope it gives me life
    You touch my heavy heart,
    And when you do you make it light
    As I exhale I hear your voice
    And I answer you,
    Though I hardly make a noise
    And from my lips the words I choose to say
    Seem pathetic,
    But it's a fallen man's praise
    Because I love you
    Oh God, I love you
    And life is now worth living
    If only because of you
    And when they say I'm dead and gone
    It won't be further from the truth

    When I go down
    I life my eyes to you
    I won't look very far
    Cause you'll be there
    With open arms
    To lift me up again
    To lift me up again


[ relient.k // when.i.go.down ]
I graduate from UVA in something like 9 hours.


Wow.



Wow.
clean.


//
:journalmood:11.3.02

• • • • • • •

10:03 AM



I'm tired.

I have so much work to do.

Yet, I am writing in this journal instead of doing work.

(sigh...)


Lunch w/ Beth and family in an hour.

:damascot:
:journalmood:11.3.02

• • • • • • •

10:03 AM



I'm tired.

I have so much work to do.

Yet, I am writing in this journal instead of doing work.

(sigh...)


Lunch w/ Beth and family in an hour.

:damascot:[jarsonic|Better.is.One.Day]
11.3.02

• • • • • • •

10:03 AM



I'm tired.

I have so much work to do.

Yet, I am writing in this journal instead of doing work.

(sigh...)


Lunch w/ Beth and family in an hour.

:damascot:[jarsonic|Better.is.One.Day]
11.3.02

• • • • • • •

10:03 AM



I'm tired.

I have so much work to do.

Yet, I am writing in this journal instead of doing work.

(sigh...)


Lunch w/ Beth and family in an hour.[jarsonic|Better.is.One.Day]