love is funny like that

http://shine.yahoo.com/love-sex/photographer-8217-self-portraits-ballet-skirt-weapons-wife-185500363.html

happy almost valentines day

{Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for LOVE is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench LOVE; rivers cannot sweep it away. songofsolomon8:6-7} ♥

there's this guy who must be 80. he comes into my moms work. he recently finished writing a book...about his wife who passed away not to long ago. in his book contain portions of her diary. most of which were love letters from other guys throughout her life prior to their marriage. needless to say, with that many suitors she must have been one heck of a woman. all that to say...i guess love really does exist. i mean real love. the kind of love...that makes someone write a story about it. the kind that makes someone write a good old fashioned love letter declaring undying love. the kind of love that doesn't take the easy way out.

that's the kind of love i look for. the kind of love i strive to be. i hope you do too.

i intend to read his book. which is currently unpublished & is simply loose copies of copy paper. with photos & on the front cover...a picture. of his love.

when i am finished, i imagine the wisdom of this man will shatter any recollection of what i thought love was.

so go.

love.

& hold nothing back.

look...

we need to talk.

it's 2012 & i haven't made a second for you.

(maybe tomorrow...)

life makes love look hard

restoration

i have so much to say. the Lord has been speaking to me so much lately. there's so much i want to say yet i don't exactly know how. not that i don't know how but there's this overabundance of things i need to say & things that i have been learning. i guess i can say i am completely & utterly amazed at the restoration of my God.

restoration is sort of a word He's been speaking to me for years now. perhaps because i need so much of it. so much of Him. it's something i have been praying for for years in my own life & with my own bruised & tattered heart.

i recently heard shelly lubben tell her testimony. her testimony of her life in detail as an ex porn star & i felt floored. i debated whether to put it up due to it's descriptiveness & finally have decided not to for perhaps some discretion with younger readers. if it is of any interest to you, you can listen to it on youre own.

not to any surprise that my God is (Eph. 3:20) able to do exceedingly more than we could ask or imagine. His grace us this blanket that covers us & His forgiveness astounds me.

theres so much i want to say. so many things in my life have been coming up lately centered around this theme. but my brain is unorganized. perhaps i can get something together & express myself better later.

.love always.

2011 in review

http://yearinreview.yahoo.com/2011/blog/1263/inspiring-video/

this ones for the brokenhearted

if only everyone was this vulnerable.

he's such a little cutie too!

why can't we all just learn to...

love.

“This is your life. Do what you love, and do it often. If you don’t like something, change it. If you don’t like your job, quit. If you don’t have enough time, stop watching TV. If you are looking for the love of your life, stop; they will be waiting for you when you start doing things you love. Stop over analyzing, life is simple. All emotions are beautiful. When you eat, appreciate every last bite. Open your mind, arms, and heart to new things and people, we are united in our differences. Ask the next person you see what their passion is, and share your inspiring dream with them. Travel often; getting lost will help you find yourself. Some opportunities only come once; seize them. Life is about the people you meet and the things you create with them, so go out and start creating. Live your dream, and wear your passion. Life is short.”

love me some ry adams:

Jesus help

me say and
do the right thing.

my favorite

“In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours.
In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.”
― Maya Angelou

grace

i am so amazed at the faithfulness of my God. i truly am. i screw up day after day after day after day after day....& He still loves me. He still takes care of me. hears my prayers...& my cries for help. for desperation. He has sent me so many wonderful people. friends who have made me reach for more. friends who have made me never quit. & ones that have stuck around letting me know i'm not alone in my fight. i am so excited for the things that are coming. i'm excited to be at passion city church. i guess i didn't realize how dry my soul was until i finally went back to church. several years without it and without people surrounding me that were chasing after the things of God & not the things of this world makes all of the difference to me. i can't tell you the amount of freedom i have found in my God. sometimes there is nothing left to do but stand with outstretched arms in awe. i really can't tell you how liberating it is to dance around in abandonment. uninhibited. for this life is truly not my own. getting to that point of setting down my pride and laying aside my life for the things of the Kingdom is not an easy task. learning to be wrecked of my life is frightening quite frankly. learning to be still & listen for the voice of my Father isn't easy. especially when having to let go of things in my life that i've clung so tightly to. but my dreams are within reach. the time is coming. i can feel it. it's been contagious these past few months. & i'm ready. i'm ready for what is coming next.


God's grace is unending.
& thank God...literally.
because i need grace more than everyone i think.



love always.

thank you scotty mccreery

I know I'm still young
But, I know how I feel
I might not have too much experience
But, I know when love is real.

By the way my heart starts pounding
When I look into your eyes
I might look a little silly
Standing with my arms stretched open wide.

I love you this big
Eyes have never seen... this big
No-one's ever dreamed... this big
And I'll spend the rest of my life
Explaining what words cannot describe but, I'll try
I love you this big

I'll love you to the moon and back
I'll love you all the time
Deeper than the ocean
And higher than the pines.

Cause girl, you do something to me
Deep down in my heart
I know I look a little crazy
Standing with my arms stretched all apart.

I love you this big
Eyes have never seen... this big
No-one's ever dreamed... this big
And I'll spend the rest of my life
Explaining what words cannot describe but, I'll try
I love you this big

So much bigger than I ever dreamed my heart ever would
I love you this big
And I'd write your name in stars across the sky
If I could, I would

I love you this big
Oh, eyes have never seen... this big
No-one's ever dreamed... this big
And I'll spend the rest of my life
Explaining what words cannot describe but, I'll try
I love you this big

I love you this big
Oh, eyes have never seen... this big
No-one's ever dreamed... this big
And I'll spend the rest of my life
Explaining what words cannot describe but, I'll try
I love you this big





http://youtu.be/ZVq8nEHCKd4

you'll be in my dreams tonight

YES!!

this would be so fun. i want it.

http://youtu.be/pRwSqrfHdQg

"sometimes when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated." -alphonse de lamartine

having a coke with you

is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I'm with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o'clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles

and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them

I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it's in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven't gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn't pick the rider as carefully
as the horse

it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it

—Frank O'Hara

i love my church

http://www.passioncitychurch.com/blog/?p=885