Monday, November 9, 2009
Time
I must turn my undivided attention once again to my homework, which I think must be like a lover: it is always around me, rarely leaves, keeps me up at night..., demands my attention 24/7, and I even bring it with me everywhere I go. Somehow, I don't have the same feelings for it that it must have for me. Ah, yes. What was that? I'm wanted again? I must go, my friends. Farewell. :)
Thursday, July 9, 2009
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Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Thank God for Pain
Thank God for pain. Thank God that my muscles ache and my joints groan when I move. Thank God I have feeling in my body. A day may come down the road when I long to feel pain, feel something, anything. Someday I may be lying in a bed, unable to move, unable to feel, unable to speak.
Thank God that I can move my lips to praise Him. Thank God that I can lift my arms to dance for Him. Thank God that I can see His creation and hear the songs in the wind. Thank God I suffer the trials of living on this earth. Thank God that it will not be like this forever.
Someday we will be transformed. Someday, yes, someday SOON those who have accepted Jesus into their hearts will go to heaven and be like Him. We will know the truth for what it is. All the questions we ever had will be answered, once and for all. And we will praise God.
In the midst of trials, in the times that tears run down our faces and we beg for answers that never come, we can find comfort. As we seek to cover our heartache and grief with artificial smiles, God still sees our pain. In our sorrow, He comforts us. And He blesses us on this earth by giving us trials. With heartaches, we grow closer to Him. With physical aches, we grow our bodies into deeper submission, growing stronger.
And so today, as my muscles ache and my physical body cries out because of the demands I place on it, I thank God for pain. I thank God I can walk, and I thank Him for the pain I feel. If I could not feel pain, something would be wrong. If my body never hurt, never ached, never became tired and sore, something would be very wrong. Thank God for pain.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
25 random things about me
- Someday I will drive stick-shift
- I used to sew anything from aprons to doll clothes on my sewing machine
- I love chocolate. And cheesecake.
- I almost died from an appendix rupture-they told me it was the flu
- Someday I will own a horse(s)
- I hope to go skydiving some day
- I've never flown in a plane
- I hate math and science, love reading and writing
- I randomly begin writing poetry when I don't know what to write for a school assignment
- I use the same purse until it wears out and/or breaks. I can't stand getting used to a new purse, so never switch till I really have to.
- I've never been hospitalized in my life except for two months ago with my appendix
- I had two extra wisdom teeth-six total-so I had to have surgery to get them out
- I've never broken a bone
- I have a really cool apple tree in the backyard I still climb
- I can't stand the smell of fish-I detest working during Lent season
- I have half a dozen brothers, five younger than me. And they know karate. Take that.
- Coffee has one of three effects on me: it doesn't do anything, it makes me hyper, or I fall asleep.
- I always order the same dish when I eat Chinese-Sesame Chicken
- I look for cool shapes in the clouds
- I have no relatives living closer than 3 hours away
- My hair refuses to cooperate. When I want it straight, it curls, and when I want it curly, it poofs.
- I love road trips
- I am exactly 4 1/2 years minus two hours older than my sister
- I love Aussie, British, Scottish, and Irish accents
- I love God and the Bible more than anything else.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Saved By Grace Alone
I cannot face the morning tides
And I run my way to the other side
Weeping, praying, ever longing
For an answer I am calling
Can there ever live truth again?
Can love reach to the farthest one?
Does trembling fear, mourning all
Turn against the weaker son?
My heart! My love, my life, my all
Cruelly cast to dogs of slaves
Hanging off the court side wall
I cannot see true light again
My eyes blinded by lies therein
I give all to grief and pain
Mercy, kind mercy! Touch my brow but once
Let me hear the savior’s name
Cleanse me with the balm you hold
Wash me new with heavens light
Lift me up with wings of dawn
Let me dance in Jesus’ might.
Victory! All dies not the end
Merely, I believed the lies of men
But truth still speaks all clearly
Through God’s own mouth the promises He penned.