May 2011
90 posts
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety-
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
tp ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in...
Jesus is soo good. Helped me to wake up early to eat and study and then blessed me with the presence and prayers of Daniel Han. A good start to what will be a great day with the LORD!
YAHHHOOOOO!!!
ok, God sesriously blessed me today. Here are some of the more un-ordinary blessings I received today:
1. 95% on my Christ Creed
2.Beautiful pentagon necklace that I have been wanting for what feels a long time
3. letter from grandma and anthropology gift card (does she know I love anthropology?)
4. Popcorn factory accidentally sent me an extra tub of gummy bears (I’m going to call...
flickering shadows are like the clouds of the ground
– a thought I had today
But the wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, open to reason,...
– James 3:17-18
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: ...
– ~Charles Dickens
I want to make beautiful things, I want to make beautiful things all of the time.
If you were wondering what I did last weekend…
Philippe Ramette
smleaden:
things I want for the summer (thus far)
1. A job
2. Transportation
3. learn to mumble less
4. Explore food photography
5. Run, run and run
6. Make beautiful things every week
7. work on my website
8. learn how to whittle and work with wood
9.memorize a big chunk of scripture
10. read another C.S.Lewis book
brooke showed me this today →
I’d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
– ~Emma Goldman
Torn Picture: My foot gets caught by the crackBack... →
robframpton:
My foot gets caught by the crack Back backed up against a stone cold wall The last warm embrace before the plunge, a fatal fall Then I stall, mid-air, looking down at my reflection In a puddle in the ground that almost sealed my destruction
I’m then laid down as if on a soft feather bed By the…