Thursday, May 20, 2010

I need a constant reminder

to never complain. When I'm experiencing the best part of life I feel like such a dumb butt for ever hating it. The ebb and flow is perfect as God is perfect and has left some things perfect for his children, such as fate. Fate, my friends is a very real thing. It's fate that I moved to blanchard. It's fate that I dated and dumped cooper. It's fate that I already knew Jonthomas and Kaitlin. It's all just fate. I'm happier than I've EVER been. Ever.(: I don't know why I am where I am. But I'm here. And I'm not questioning it or exploring it. I'm being. I will not have expectations, because they will be let down. I will let life happen to me, and I will love it in the end. God is so much bigger than little ol' me...

I wanna go fishin'((:
<3

Saturday, May 15, 2010

I'm drowning in brain fluid.

Trading secrets to keep the sanity, I know my own and my own knows me. Living in this box of a world is nothing like a cup of tea, but more or less like making the perfect one. “What is the perfect cup of tea?” you may ask. This can be discerned by you and you alone. For me the perfect cup of tea is: [A brisk morning’s night flying on the tail feathers of a kite through the skies I long to see myself soaring through to eternity. Take a breathe that never leaves and leave it with your heart. I can not be what anyone sees but only something taken piece by piece, apart. Ringing, singing, and stinging comes the light of day and with it the power to love and pray. “Truth, be mine!” I yell. This circumstance can’t be partaken of and described as swell. Live and make believe that all is well. Spin in a frenzy of hope. Laugh in terrible chaos and forfeit the ability to stop. Send off an echo that resonates back to you. Inspire your soul with your own voice and bring your feet to stand on utterly and inconsistently solid ground. Teach your voice with your mind to be fearless and timidly unwavering.]




Help me say, “Good-bye.”

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Dear Love of My Life,

Though I don't have a clue as to who you are. I love you. Already, my heart is unconditionally yours. I hope and pray and hope and pray that things are going well for you. As well as well can be of course. Because being well means being tried and tested. I want you to know that I'm here, waiting on you. I'm here doing everything I can to be worthy of you and the plan that has been planned for us. I'm so strained, so pulled, so out of my element and in it at the same time. I need my God right now just as I always have and always will. Do you rely on Him as much as I do? I hope so. I hope that you are just as human as I am. I know that God has something spectacular planned for me. I know that He does. I know he has someone special in store. And if not, all the better. For there is none greater than my Savior, Himself. Anyways, I'm just thinking about you. I really care about you. (: Can't wait to meet you, but I will.

Love always