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home, Him, and him

our julsie-re is home from california. she’s sitting in the front room right now picking her jazz tunes on her faithful classical guitar while my parents sit on their bed googling another competition that’s in montreal. life is never dull. i do believe she might be a tad bummed she didn’t make the top five so i think we’ll take her with us to Seven Springs to look for a certain license that was left there after our adventure last sunday. i always find that spending some quality time with our neighbor caterpillars definitely lifts ones spirit — and where is there a better place to visit with them than Seven Springs?

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i am here today as someone who has seen the love my Father has for me and can do nothing else in response, but say that my life is His and i will do what He calls me too. how could you not after you’ve been a witness to the Saving Grace He longs to give you?

He is my Merciful Savior and i am His. though He may ask me to give things that i love so dearly up, i have purposed to do so. after all, nothing is more dear to me then He Himself. how i love Him. and how my heart longs to be more like Him.

and that’s it. i know that my heart is for Him and that i want to start each day with a longing of becoming more like Him. and i simply cannot imagine life without Him.

My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign.
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

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i love to suddenly remember old pictures i have of him.

7 thoughts on “home, Him, and him

  1. okay..i stole them. : ) to share with fam/people who read my journal…

    i never saw the one of him on the floor…

  2. take ’em. show them to whoever.
    they aren’t technically mine either.
    i love having a folder on this computer that’s called “CFC Photos.”
    : )

  3. For some reason, every time I’ve thought about Chris the last couple of days, I cry. I’d been doing okay–looking for His redemption in it all–and now am just feeling heart broken.

    Still, I like the photos. It’s good to see him smiling–to remember him like that.

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