i still want to be seen as
delicate soft strong fierce messy broken mysterious whole beautiful fragile potential bright child-like new
the fringes fringes fringes could heal me and steal my heart away your power held in hands and a garment hands that would one day soon be nailed and carry scars and cause people to believe in just how far you would go for love a tragedy— the way we look grace in the face and ignore it you love me love me love me with no regrets or second guesses but with love that progresses its deep its...
Florida is an early bloomer. I was driving today through lots and lots of fresh, new green that is springing up (ready for Spring to come rushing in) and I was simply captivated. My favorite tree is small or big with bright bright bright yellow flowers that can do nothing less than catch and keep your attention. Uttering praise and words to the Lord, my eyes turned to the side and there I saw a...
the romancer of creation heard blood cry out from the ground long ago aching for him and echoes into years upon years came to me and you knew of my death and you paid my debt and “it is finished” you said so why? why do we forget and fool around recklessly? we are free we are free you’re taking us in all the time
in the dusty skin of humanity, in the dragging bodies and weary hands the trembling bones, fullness chose to dwell. in a shaky heart troubled seas messy wrecks and chaos fully wild lover came to sit. (still)
i’ve left the stardust and starlight upon my shoulders, because when my sweatshirt falls past my shoulder i just let it sit there, exposing my skin a little and not caring if the cold places it’s feet on that skin a little bit. i’ve left the moon to cascading and the wind to serenading; creation is a riot in the hands of God. in the palms of His hands He holds ocean and sand,...
With every bone in my body I will praise him: Lord, who can compare with you?...– Psalm 35:10
don’t don’t you dare say a word that will shake up shake up my bones
my mind is spinninggggggg
What do women want today? What do men want? I mean, deep down. What do they really want? If “times” have changed, have human longings changed, too? How about principles? Have Christian principles changed? I say no to the last three questions, an emphatic no. I am convinced that the human heart hungers for constancy. In forfeiting the sanctity of sex by casual, nondiscriminatory...
your words, O Lord are sweet as honey to my soul and to my ears, ever smooth you, i trust you, my heart dances for i am finding myself in your story amidst the many words of truth and courage you still accept me weak and frail i praise you in every moment i am devoted to you keep my eyes fixed only on you that i may delight and soak in your goodness i am blessed to simply know you and to learn...
Whoever pursues righteousness and unfailing love will find life, righteousness, and honor. Proverbs 21:21
“But my work seems so useless! I have spent my strength for nothing and to no purpose. Yet I leave it all in the Lord’s hand; I will trust God for my reward.” Isaiah 49:4
shestuttered asked: :] i just took some time to read through your blog, keep writing, your stuff is great.
i really just want my feet to touch the red dirt of zambia, like when i’d go outside without shoes on to peek at the stars in wonder even though it was cold. but i was stubborn, and i’d just fight the cold and sit on a bench so i could gaze at the beauty of it all, shivering and such.
this is random
getting into cold blankets and holding the umcomfortable notions in the pockets your hair and underneath your kneecaps. we are destined for redemption. we are rescued as dust-and-breath things. we are finally reaching the better end. let’s lay down, chest to the mattress, side face to the pillow and dream a little or a little more because the One who made us drew out His story and...