cause we're only human

all I can say is,
be careful what you pray for,
because you're gonna have to follow through.

suddenly I see

so many thoughts running through my mind--I can barely control them.
I wouldn't be able to express them in coherent phrases if my life depended on it.
before I even have time to react, another thought creeps in and completely takes over.
there's no one, prolonged emotion, because there's simply no time for it.
but there's one thing I know that I have found
and that can only be described as perfect, indescribable joy
and at this very moment,
it rests peacefully in my heart.

strange, but I like it.
scratch that; I love it.


can I stay here forever?

flying time

I have officially lost track of time.
hours, days, weeks go by like they're nothing.
by the time I'm fully settled in sb, it's time to go back home.
and vice versa.
it's craziness I tell you.

and life's like an hourglass
glued to the table.



"His time, what a bankrupt idea, as if he's been
given a box of time belonging to him alone, stuffed
to the brim with hours and minutes that he can
spend like money. Trouble is, the box has holes in it
and the time is running out, no matter what he does with it."
-oryx and crake

like a child

a childlike faith. not childish.
but childlike.
a few letters make all the difference.
I want to be just like the boy who offered up his meager meal of five loaves and two fish to Jesus.
though he must surely have been hungry and tired, he gave Him his all.
he didn't withhold anything.
everything was given.
there is absolutely no doubt that the others in the large multitude had some sort of sustenance that they carried with them while following Jesus.
but it was not them, but this child who stepped it up.
what a profound image of conviction and of absolute purity.

a strange apparition

I made a short-lived friend at prayer rock today.
it was a bird almost half my height.
he was powerful and large, swooping right in front of me and landing near where I was stationed.
we stood together, still and silent before the thundering waves.
then he disappeared.
I even went to go look for him.
but he was gone.

sitting, waiting, wishing

musing lazily on love

"loving is never really owning
loving is giving everything you can and
trying to give everything you cannot"

ok, it's alright with me

I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Him who gives me strength. Philippians 4:12-13

all about the wordplay

courtesy of wordle.net
click to enlarge.

I love being an english major.
we have such fun toys to play with.