“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will t...hink of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”
-Bob Marley
Monday, March 25, 2013
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Trust
Look at the night skies: Who do you think made all this? Who marches this army of stars out each night, counts them off, calls each by name- so magnificent! so powerful!- and never overlooks a single one?Why would you ever complain... or whine... saying "God has lost track of me. He doesn't care what happens to me"?
Don't you know anything? Haven't you been listening? God doesn't come and go.
Don't you know anything? Haven't you been listening? God doesn't come and go.
God LASTS.
-Isaiah 40:27-29
"Who did this? Who made it happen? Who always gets things
started? I did. GOD.
I'm first on the scene. I'm also the last to leave."
Isaiah 41:4 reminds us that even in the good things, God is in control. All we need to do is trust Him and seek Him, and thank Him! Nothing can fill the desires of our souls but GOD himself. No good thing, no person, and no place. He created us to need Him. So seek Him. He will not leave you, in good times or bad. He is there. Period.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
This is a must read post from Peter J. Leithart's blog, I just had to re-post it, wish I had written it myself, nevertheless, it's truth:
I am glad Osama bin Laden is dead. He was an evil man.
And I think the surgical method used to kill him is commendable. The Bible, especially Judges, endorses assassinations: Kill the head, and the body becomes powerless . Wars slaughter thousands, or hundreds of thousands of relatively innocent young men, always on both sides. War is costly, especially in human terms. Better to destroy war-mongers who start wars.
That said, my enthusiasm for this operation is tempered by the recollection that the US made Osama bin Laden. Michael Moore is right on this point, if nowhere else: We supported bin Laden in his battle against the Soviets, as we also supported Saddam Hussein so long as he was fighting Iran. We had a hand (how direct is a matter of dispute) in creating bin Laden, creating the Taliban, creating al-Qaeda.
Americans have a right to breathe a sigh of relief. Yet the lesson is not, as President Obama, Charles Krauthammer, and others have suggested, that “we do big.” The lesson is that we’re pretty good at creating messes, and that we’re occasionally good at the mopping-up process. When the euphoria is over, will we take the opportunity to reflect seriously on our record of cultivating the serpents we later kill?
http://www.leithart.com/2011/05/03/michael-moore-is-right/
I am glad Osama bin Laden is dead. He was an evil man.
And I think the surgical method used to kill him is commendable. The Bible, especially Judges, endorses assassinations: Kill the head, and the body becomes powerless . Wars slaughter thousands, or hundreds of thousands of relatively innocent young men, always on both sides. War is costly, especially in human terms. Better to destroy war-mongers who start wars.
That said, my enthusiasm for this operation is tempered by the recollection that the US made Osama bin Laden. Michael Moore is right on this point, if nowhere else: We supported bin Laden in his battle against the Soviets, as we also supported Saddam Hussein so long as he was fighting Iran. We had a hand (how direct is a matter of dispute) in creating bin Laden, creating the Taliban, creating al-Qaeda.
Americans have a right to breathe a sigh of relief. Yet the lesson is not, as President Obama, Charles Krauthammer, and others have suggested, that “we do big.” The lesson is that we’re pretty good at creating messes, and that we’re occasionally good at the mopping-up process. When the euphoria is over, will we take the opportunity to reflect seriously on our record of cultivating the serpents we later kill?
http://www.leithart.com/2011/05/03/michael-moore-is-right/
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Intimately Attuned
Many thoughts have permeated my mind as of lately as I get comfortable with this new chapter of my life. So many thoughts in fact, that I haven’t been able to place them into words on a page- today everything just came out.
So many things have changed about me in the past few months, and for the better. I am becoming the true me, as strange as that sounds. Never have I been able to let go of the uncontrollable longing to fulfill the specific qualities that society or just a singular person requires of me, up until now.
What is most precious is that when I look into the eyes of the man that I love, and grow to love more every day, I see myself there. He has taught me through trust that I can share my mind, my self, my soul, my everything, honestly without having to be anything else other than genuine.
There are no words to express the comfort of feeling safe with a person. For the first time, I never have to weigh my thoughts or measure my words. In contrast, I pour them all out, filterless, just as they are, clumps of sandy gold mixed together. In him I can confide, trusting his faithful hand to sift, to keep what is worth keeping, and to blow away the rest of the sand with a breath of loving kindness.
He is the only one who has ever brought light into the dark places of my inner most being, allowing me to uncover the truth and discover my own authentic nature as a human being in his company. He will never throw me away for communicating my feelings, my hurts, even my secrets. I am learning to fearlessly and freely express everything through my words while walls of fear from past experiences fall every time I engage in intimate communication with the man I trust most.
I’ve placed my shaking, scared hand in his firm and faithful hand, and for a time I may have been scared- but now I live with the freedom of transparency; that his eyes can look deep into my soul and love me all the same, even in the midst of new revelations and questions. He is my irreplaceable commitment, and he is love to me.
I know what we have is indeed love because it calls on us to be one mind; to make inevitable conflict and even personal pain resources for even deeper intimacy. This journey toward enduring love is backed by a foundation of safety and security, a source of comfort, care and protection, and it is rooted deeper every day. Life without intimacy with him, is impossible.
So many things have changed about me in the past few months, and for the better. I am becoming the true me, as strange as that sounds. Never have I been able to let go of the uncontrollable longing to fulfill the specific qualities that society or just a singular person requires of me, up until now.
What is most precious is that when I look into the eyes of the man that I love, and grow to love more every day, I see myself there. He has taught me through trust that I can share my mind, my self, my soul, my everything, honestly without having to be anything else other than genuine.
There are no words to express the comfort of feeling safe with a person. For the first time, I never have to weigh my thoughts or measure my words. In contrast, I pour them all out, filterless, just as they are, clumps of sandy gold mixed together. In him I can confide, trusting his faithful hand to sift, to keep what is worth keeping, and to blow away the rest of the sand with a breath of loving kindness.
He is the only one who has ever brought light into the dark places of my inner most being, allowing me to uncover the truth and discover my own authentic nature as a human being in his company. He will never throw me away for communicating my feelings, my hurts, even my secrets. I am learning to fearlessly and freely express everything through my words while walls of fear from past experiences fall every time I engage in intimate communication with the man I trust most.
I’ve placed my shaking, scared hand in his firm and faithful hand, and for a time I may have been scared- but now I live with the freedom of transparency; that his eyes can look deep into my soul and love me all the same, even in the midst of new revelations and questions. He is my irreplaceable commitment, and he is love to me.
I know what we have is indeed love because it calls on us to be one mind; to make inevitable conflict and even personal pain resources for even deeper intimacy. This journey toward enduring love is backed by a foundation of safety and security, a source of comfort, care and protection, and it is rooted deeper every day. Life without intimacy with him, is impossible.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Saturday, December 11, 2010
It's not unheard of that God works in mysterious ways, I learned first hand today.
I guess I could be described as a girl who has insecurities, who relies on others for approval, and who takes what other's think in high esteem. I love being on the stage more than anything, it feels like home to me. Maybe it's so comfortable because of the applause after every dance, because of the mask of make-up and character I get to hide behind, because of my pride in all the wrong places. Pride of beauty, of talent, of excellence, of being loved.
I have pride in false beauty, in a talent that is not mine, and of excellence that is only perceived. The true pride should be in a God who saved me, who created the universe, and who gave me legs to dance with.
Today I learned that what everyone else thinks of me really DOES not matter. The best I can be is the most authentic version of me. God can't use me if I'm all wrapped up in thoughts about what everyone else is seeing or thinking or saying.
Honestly I'm glad what went down on stage today happened. Maybe it took a few falls, a few scares, and momentary paralysis to realize that what others think of me is not important.
What an incredible show, what an awesome God!
I guess I could be described as a girl who has insecurities, who relies on others for approval, and who takes what other's think in high esteem. I love being on the stage more than anything, it feels like home to me. Maybe it's so comfortable because of the applause after every dance, because of the mask of make-up and character I get to hide behind, because of my pride in all the wrong places. Pride of beauty, of talent, of excellence, of being loved.
I have pride in false beauty, in a talent that is not mine, and of excellence that is only perceived. The true pride should be in a God who saved me, who created the universe, and who gave me legs to dance with.
Today I learned that what everyone else thinks of me really DOES not matter. The best I can be is the most authentic version of me. God can't use me if I'm all wrapped up in thoughts about what everyone else is seeing or thinking or saying.
Honestly I'm glad what went down on stage today happened. Maybe it took a few falls, a few scares, and momentary paralysis to realize that what others think of me is not important.
What an incredible show, what an awesome God!
Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles, they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint!
Isaiah 40:31
Friday, November 12, 2010
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