Monthly Archives: December 2011

I don’t want things.. I don’t want materialism.. I don’t want anxieties.. I don’t want to worry about things… I want to love God and love others. Why can’t it just be that simple? Can it be? Sometimes it feels like it can, and then life keeps happening.

Psalm 139:

9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

if I settle on the far side of the sea,

10 even there your hand will guide me,

your right hand will hold me fast.

Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth,
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah…

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah…

Baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew you
And I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah…

there was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah…

Maybe there’s a God above
all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
And it’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah…
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah…
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah

I was thinking today about how I’m part of the first generation of kids to grow up with internet access… I don’t think any other single factor had more of an impact on my development during adolescence. Kinda sad.  I was pretty much playing with fire but it was too new for my parents to really be aware of the danger involved, although I don’t really know if it would have mattered if they had been aware. Probably not.

It makes me think about how teenagers today are the first group to really communicate via text and picture messages. Another thing that can be so damaging when given to a young kid with no rules or guidance attached.

Christmas.

Christmas….

Pinterest is so fascinating. I feel like it’s the exact definition of women. There’s a perfect mixture of:

  • Sensationalized diet and exercise tips that nobody will really follow
  • Pictures of delicious and extremely unhealthy food – mostly comfort food and desserts
  • Recipes to healthier versions of said delicious food
  • Cheesy/corny quotes about relationships that revolve around unrealistic expectations of fairy tales
  • Insane amounts of wedding decor ideas
  • Insane amounts of gorgeous babies and gorgeous moms
  • “Thinspiration” pictures with quotes about exercise
  • Puppies… puppies… small, fluffy puppies (and other baby animals)
  • Burlap and mason jars, because every woman wants to be a DIY goddess

And so much more… it’s hard to explain. I just feel like if someone was ever confused by what women are like, they should just spend some time on Pinterest, and they will see.

Another site with a huge risk of making us feel unsatisfied with our lives. 

Pinterest is so…

27 Why do you complain, Jacob?

Why do you say, Israel,

“My way is hidden from the LORD;

my cause is disregarded by my God”?

28 Do you not know?

Have you not heard?

The LORD is the everlasting God,

the Creator of the ends of the earth.

He will not grow tired or weary,

and his understanding no one can fathom.

29 He gives strength to the weary

and increases the power of the weak.

30 Even youths grow tired and weary,

and young men stumble and fall;

31 but those who hope in the LORD

   will renew their strength.

They will soar on wings like eagles;

  they will run and not grow weary,

they will walk and not be faint.

A fire in our own little fireplace with a nest of blankets = pure love, and definitely “cinematic”. I am so so so so very thankful that moments like that are possible. And really, they’re only possible with God.

A fire in our o…

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Why is he so easily disappointed? I thought that had changed, maybe it only kinda changed, maybe it will be there forever. It’s just so hard to deal with that look on his face, especially when he can’t seem to speak his mind before he lets the disappointment set in.

This song makes me think about how things were and what could have been………. and then it makes me eternally thankful that God cared enough about me to rescue me. He really, really, really, really does redeem.

Now maybe
I didn’t mean to treat you bad
But I did it anyway
And then maybe
Some would say your life was sad
But you lived it anyway
And so maybe
Your friends they stand around they watch you crumble
As you falter to the ground
And then someday
Your friends they stand beside as you were flying
Oh you were flying oh so high
But then someday people look at you for what they call their own
They watch you suffer
Yeah they hear you calling home
And then some day we could take our time
To brush the leaves aside so you can reach us
But you left me far behind

Now maybe
I didn’t mean to treat you oh so bad
But I did it anyway
Now maybe some would say you’re left with what you had
But you couldn’t share the pain

No, no, no
Couldn’t share the pain, they watch you suffer
Now maybe I could have made my own mistakes
But I live with what I’ve known
And then maybe we might share in something rare
Won’t you look at where we’ve grown
Won’t you look at where we’ve gone
But then someday comes
Tomorrow holds a sense of what I feel for you in my mind
As you trip the final line
And that cold day when you lost control
Shame you left my life so soon you should have told me
But you left me far behind

Now maybe I didn’t mean to treat you oh so bad
But I did it anyway
Now maybe some would say you’re left with what you had
But you couldn’t share the pain No, no, no

Now maybe I didn’t mean to treat you oh so bad
But I did it anyway
Now maybe baby some would say you’re left with what you had
But you couldn’t share the pain
I said times have changed your friends
They come and watch you crumble to the ground
They watch you suffer
Yeah, they hold you down
Hold you down
Now maybe oh oh, maybe
I didn’t mean to treat you bad
But you left me far behind
Left me far behind
Left me far behind