Silence.

"At least once everyday I shall look steadily up at the sky, and remember that I, a consciousness with a conscious, am on a planet traveling in space with wonderfully mysterious things above and about me."

Here and there

Life

-A rainy day and walk in the park.


There are a lot of things that I like to do, hobbies-wise.

play guitar
sit and listen to quality music
write in journal
write fiction
write poetry
paint
sketch
bike round town
jog
play soccer
knit
read
languages
take pictures
bake sweets
creative cooking
making good tea
being outside...meadows, beaches, rolling green hills, places where there is a big sky
being in the passenger seat driving with someone i love
travel
anything in the rain, rain, rain
secret gardens
ballet
vintage stuff/patterns
being creative

but most of all, i appreciate deeply close companionship. when this is lacking, life gets confusing.
Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

Yet, all I have is Christ and Grace is all I know.

Upside down

www.visionarydaughters.com

A memory that didn't happen.

I have a memory but it's never happened... yet. I don't get what it is, but this is in my head:

I am in a vehicle, not a car nor SUV, but a mix. We are driving in the midst of rolling emerald hills and the grass is wet. Above us are charcoal patchy clouds: it is overcast. I stick my head out the window and my hair blows in my face. I smell rain. I sit in the passenger seat. Someone is driving (I don't know who this is, but in my dream I do.) I feel safe and loved. There is an ultimate feeling of joy and content.

We are the only ones driving along this road. The music is playing and we travel into a place that we don't know--it is an adventure. Everything we need is in the car. We have no home behind us. I'm just so excited to be where I am, ultimate joy and peace.

There are certain songs that bring this memory to my mind. I have driven through very similar hills once in Cali, once in Italy and Germany, but they didn't compare to the hills in this memory. I don't know where these hills are and if they are even on earth. But I've never been able to escape or forget the exact emotions and scenery that I see in this memory. Maybe it's just something I made up. But a very curious thing.

I've had this memory since childhood and I even wrote about it in a blog in December 06. I wrote the above before I read this again, and I am astonished at their similarities:

"I've got this vision inside my head. I think it has always been there. I am driving in a SUV type car, on a curvy road. I am not alone. There is one other person with me, but I don't' know who that is. Everything we need is packed in this car. There is no home behind us. Only the past is behind: good memories, life lessons, and most importantly, love. Green hills are on either side of me and in the distance. They aren't mountains, just hills, not too big, but beautiful nonetheless. The sky is overcast. We are the only ones on the road. The music is turned up. We aren't talking much, but mostly soaking up this great feeling. It is indescribable and full of contentedness. This is not in America."

Weird huh? : )

We are far too easily pleased.

If you asked twenty good men today what they thought the highest of virtues, nineteen of them would reply, Unselfishness. But if you asked almost any of the great Christians of old he would have replied, Love. You see what has happened? A negative term has been substituted for a positive, and this is of more than philological importance. The negative ideal of Unselfishness carries with it the suggestion not primarily of securing good things for others, but of going without them ourselves, as if our abstinence and not their happiness was the important point. I do not think this is the Christian virtue of Love. The New Testament has lots to say about self-denial, but not about self-denial as an end in itself. We are told to deny ourselves and to take up our crosses in order that we may follow Christ; and nearly every description of what we shall ultimately find if we do so contains an appeal to desire. If there lurks in most modern minds the notion that to desire our own good and earnestly to hope for the enjoyment of it is a bad thing, I submit that this notion has crept in from Kant and the Stoics and is no part of the Christian faith. Indeed, if we consider the unblushing promises of reward and the staggering nature of the rewards promised in the Gospels, it would seem that Our Lord finds our desires, not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.

The Weight of Glory
By C.S. Lewis

garden thoughts

Oh the shyness of flowers. But once they bloom...

What's the difference?

At the heart of mature masculinity is a sense of benevolent responsibility to lead, provide for and protect women in ways appropriate to a man's differing relationships.

At the heart of mature femininity is a freeing disposition to affirm, receive and nurture strength and leadership from worthy men in ways appropriate to a women's differing relationships.

-John Piper

On other posts.

I've changed a lot since July 08. My desires have changed and I'm learning to seek God, not my own self. Before I said many things that were probably really wrong and sometimes I want to delete many of my posts because it shows my sinful thinking and wrong theology, but other times I think to just leave it to remind myself of where I was.

Yup it's growing. A lot.

That is my garden. It is growing just like me. Blessed beyond all measure, I do not deserve what I have and I need to preach the gospel to myself every day. God surely answers prayers and he never fails us. Just got back from a blessed blessed service trip at Bass Lake and I got to know brothers and sisters in Christ so much better than I did before, what a blessing! May we grow in fellowship together, let us be real with ourselves, with each other, that we might taste and see the glory of God.

This is home

Belief over misery.
I’ve seen the enemy.
And I won’t go back.
Back to how it was.

Big sky

The big sky puts a smile on my face.

Basil

Baby basil growing from the seeds we planted in between the basil plants. :)

S' Bohom

we're planting a garden. : )

Sufferings

http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/ConferenceMessages/ByDate/2237_How_Our_Suffering_Glorifies_the_Greatness_of_the_Grace_of_God/


check out that sermon.

Blessings!

What blessed times.
I do not deserve!

God is good always. Even in the suffering.

2 Cor 3:5 Not that we are sufficient in ourselves to claim anything as coming from us, but our sufficiency is from God,

Psalm 51:1 Have mercy on me, O God,
according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
blot out my transgressions.

My lovely bike

My heart is aching

I'm going to miss these girls. I'm sometimes afraid that I didn't live it up enough. And now the time is ending.

Let us adore

Am
Let us adore, the ever living God,
G Am
And render praise, unto Him.
F Am
Who spread out the heavens, and establishes the earth,
G F G Am
And who's glory, is manifest throughout all the earth.

F
He is our God.
Am
He is our God.
F G Am
And there is no one else.



I know how hard it is to find these chords online, so I posted them in hopes that someone would be blessed.

Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good!
Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!
Psalm 34:8

Dobra Utra

Buona Pasqua!

Donde esta el conejo?

25 Jesus said to her, I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live,
26 and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die. Do you believe this?
John 11

Early Easter Morning:

look

Isaiah 45:22 (King James Version)

²²Look unto me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth: for I am God, and there is none else.

Addicted

Addicted to this song.

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⁵May the God of endurance and encouragement grant you to live in such harmony with one another, in accord with Christ Jesus, ⁶that together you may with one voice glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. ⁷Therefore welcome one another as Christ has welcomed you, for the glory of God.

Romans 15

San Fran 2 in 1 week

urg

This is what I was doing one year ago. LAST spring break. =/

Germany
Venice, Italy
Bourges, France

Paris
Paris
San Marco's Square, Venice, Italy
Munich, Germany
Frankfurt, Germany


Europa
Miss it so much.

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a splinter of what i'm learning:

"For when dreams increase, and words grow many, there is vanity, but God is the one you must fear."

Ecc. 5:7

when i grow up i want to live in a small shack, so i can hear every drop of rain

i like this color of blue.

Rainy

You won't relent
Until You have it all
My heart is Yours

I'll set You as a seal upon my heart
As a seal upon my arm
For there is love that is as strong as death
Jealousy demanding as the grave
And many waters cannot quench this love

Come be the fire inside of me
Come be the flame upon my heart
Come be the fire inside of me
Until You and I are one

You won't relent
-Misty Edwards

Valentines Day

found a cave.

got trapped when the tide came in.


glory to God

jn

John 21:25
Now there are also many other things that Jesus did. Were every one of them to be written, I suppose that the world itself could not contain the books that would be written.

RISE

*I meant sun RISE not set.

Reasons

The rain-washed air caressed your gentle cheek,
And off your head there hung a crown of thorns.
From your hands and feet your blood has leaked,
To wash all those below, who left you scorned.
My heavy tree, you held upon your back.
A desperate cry was found laid at your feet,
Since for your glory, all my flesh would lack.
Darkness shone and sin—it left me weak.

Upon that dreadful hour there rose a hope.
Beyond the distant mount there peaked a sun.
For you, the Son of Man, will help me cope,
With dreadful reasons that your death was done.
And to this day insight I have not,
Reasons you have loved—and for me fought.

-Jackie R

The phases of the sunrise

Midnight trip to nearest beach. Off my camera phone.














The golden flakes upon the water
It rose so quickly I thought a flower was blooming