the zenith hum, the perfect strum-
I have become com-ple-te-ly numb.
tone of your heartbeat, tone of your breathing,
tone of your fingertips I’m receiving...
oh Carbon Leaf, there is a place for you in my heart.
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...and there was evening and morning, the thousandth day ever.
and there was evening and morning.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Never give up, never surrender!
A good dose of extravagant self-propulsion is in order.
now, carry on.
I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father's hand. I and the Father are one.
-Jesus
(as recorded by John in 10:28-30)
now, carry on.
I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father's hand. I and the Father are one.
-Jesus
(as recorded by John in 10:28-30)
Monday, April 20, 2009
I kind of hate this,
Firstly because, every time I sit down with the intention to write something my mind goes blank and I sit there staring at these tan bars with an empty white text box.
Secondly, who reads this.
Thirdly, why do I feel it necessary to write anything at all for someone else to read.
Fourthly, why do I think that I can somehow write something that is interesting enough for anyone to read.
Fifthly, I'm sick of reading things and feeling like an idiot.
there's more, but I'll stop there.
Irony has me completely at her whim right now; utterly, utterly laughing.
Has anyone else felt like everything worth while has been scheduled to take place on THE EXACT SAME DAY????
why.
In other news.
My dear friend Nate is getting married in barely over 30 days. I miss him so, and feel like a long lost sister who never gets to talk to her brother.
I am: utterly utterly utterly excited about living in the community this summer. hoping that this job will work out. scared of burn out and of laziness, and yet quite overtaken by negligence and procrastination, and general lack of motivation and a foggy head. A little sad, a little looking at the light up there ahead somewhere I think.
April 25: The Rescue.
Boston.
3pm.
you can look this up further: http://therescue.invisiblechildren.com/
also, I have been wearing the same shirt everyday. Supposedly two, but only one for many days because I lost one for a long period of time which ended today when I discovered it in the laundry. So, two shirts.
One depicting an AK-47 strapped to my chest like many child soldiers in Uganda.
The other colorfully depicting my love for the LRA, which is 90% composed of abducted children forced to kill.
love these children, my friends. Love them in prayer, love them by coming to the rescue event this Saturday.
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God, I need prayer. this world need radical things, God. a radical Jesus.
Secondly, who reads this.
Thirdly, why do I feel it necessary to write anything at all for someone else to read.
Fourthly, why do I think that I can somehow write something that is interesting enough for anyone to read.
Fifthly, I'm sick of reading things and feeling like an idiot.
there's more, but I'll stop there.
Irony has me completely at her whim right now; utterly, utterly laughing.
Has anyone else felt like everything worth while has been scheduled to take place on THE EXACT SAME DAY????
why.
In other news.
My dear friend Nate is getting married in barely over 30 days. I miss him so, and feel like a long lost sister who never gets to talk to her brother.
I am: utterly utterly utterly excited about living in the community this summer. hoping that this job will work out. scared of burn out and of laziness, and yet quite overtaken by negligence and procrastination, and general lack of motivation and a foggy head. A little sad, a little looking at the light up there ahead somewhere I think.
April 25: The Rescue.
Boston.
3pm.
you can look this up further: http://therescue.invisiblechildren.com/
also, I have been wearing the same shirt everyday. Supposedly two, but only one for many days because I lost one for a long period of time which ended today when I discovered it in the laundry. So, two shirts.
One depicting an AK-47 strapped to my chest like many child soldiers in Uganda.
The other colorfully depicting my love for the LRA, which is 90% composed of abducted children forced to kill.
love these children, my friends. Love them in prayer, love them by coming to the rescue event this Saturday.
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God, I need prayer. this world need radical things, God. a radical Jesus.
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