beauty for ashes.  ruins rebuilt.  strength for weakness.  He’s promised them.  and today, i remind Him of His words that are unfailing and unchanging.  i whisper to Him that i’m in a desperate need to see and experience them for myself. “The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me… to grant [consolation and joy]… Continue reading isaiah 61

i gave him leftover french toast while i gulped down my coffee.  he asked why i was in a rush this morning.  i told him i had to go to work and his older brother would stay home with him today.  i quickly scribbled a list of chores and school for the day and told… Continue reading busy busy busy

is it possible for me to have reached a new low in life?  if it is, i did tonight. after being in an office for 8.5 hours straight i came home with arms full of boxes.  those boxes held work which was going to be taken care of tomorrow while i stay home with the… Continue reading

tonight, other than being my normal cute self i picked up the long wanted hobby of knitting. i took a bunch a yarn — yarn that was purchased and supposed to be made into a scarf back in the day when she was around and i had platinum hair, but busyness or lack of self-discipline… Continue reading she be a knittin’ sort

i told myself that i need to write something — anything — but i’m feeling so uninspired this evening.  i just had the most monotonous day. big people aren’t supposed to have monotonous days, are they?  i didn’t think so either. i have typed and deleted numerous times tonight.  everything that’s coming out is stupid… Continue reading the office in my world

i’m a sentimental fool and always miss the things that are in the past.  somehow tonight missing is a bit stronger. i miss friends who spent five and a half months of summer with me. i miss slow summer days. i miss when we were younger. i miss when they were younger. i miss afternoons… Continue reading missing

it’s finally the end of the day and i’m thanking the Lord for it.  today was just one of those days. you know, the kind where your brain is mush by 10:00am, you feel like the world’s problems (including the disaster in haiti) and the answers for them rest squarely on your shoulders, the type… Continue reading with chocolate in hand

“Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.”  – Charlotte Bronte currently listening – A Living Prayer, Alison Krauss

i spent twenty minutes last night furiously typing away.  i clicked the publish button and closed my laptop.  five minutes later i reopened it and went it to delete the post.  really, i am a bit melancholy of late, but must all my posts reek of wonderings and confusion and heaviness?  those aren’t the only… Continue reading “no heavy internalizing allowed” night

well, hello 2010.  how did you get here so quickly?  to tell you the truth, you’re a bit unexpected and i’m not really ready for you.  they say you’re a fresh start and a new beginning and everything wonderful like that, but i hadn’t caught my breath from 2009 so how was i to be… Continue reading where did you come from, 2010?