sheer genius

I enjoyed this a little too much.

Courtesy 2012 Survival Kit Videos

the audacity of hope

I really love the concept that God is a potter.
that we are the clay that he constantly works with is such beautiful imagery to me.
there is always hope for us; we are malleable and able to be formed in ways that we can't even possibly imagine in our narrow minds.
as long as we allow ourselves to be forever in the hands of God, we don't have to fear of hardening or becoming unfit to mold and shape.

if you think you're out of His hands, you're being fooled.
no matter how broken you are, He can make you beautiful.
have the audacity to hope.


so I went down to the potter's house, and I saw him working at the wheel.
but the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him.
then the word of the Lord came to me.
"O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter does?" declares the Lord. "Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel."
jeremiah 18:3-6

smooth sailing

the safest road to hell is the gradual one - the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.
-c.s. lewis

in memoriam

o death, where is your sting?
here, in the heart of ones left behind it lies.
joy and sorrow flow mingled together;
tears of sadness, tears of happiness
indistinguishable.

tears, selfish tears!
falling down like raindrops on a window
mourning the undeniable finality of earthly death.

cruel memory, bringing back the last line
over and over again
like a broken record,
"I will be there at your wedding. This isn't goodbye."

if the Lord wills, I prayed.
earnestly.
cold-hearted memory.

peace. there should be nothing but peace.
thank you Lord, for saving him
just before it was too late.

millions of miles away
this is all I can really do.
pour out my heart on a blank canvas
in remembrance of you.

I miss you, grandpa.
we'll meet again someday.
rest in peace.

a few of my favorite things

current faves:

+the spicy sensation that shoots up my nose after popping a wasabi pea in my mouth
+free time all to myself
+you're the reason by victoria justice
+trader joe's woven wheat wafers
+fresh oranges that are sweeter than candy
+what not to wear
+pride&prejudice-esque landscapes
+once wed
+bomb in a birdcage
+driving down the road less taken to spend some time with God