i can type more words a minuet than my father who works on the computer all day :D

1st off, thank you sooooooooooo much kasey and caitlin for encouraging me continually!
so i just typed this long thing, but i decided not to post it because i have no idea who reads this thing :D but, i feel alot better now that i pretty much just vented to the computer! wow, i'm a nerd.
so i was listening to this sermon by bill johnson and he told this story about how he was looking through a fly fishing catalog and they were selling flasks. he thought that was kind of funny, but he really like how they looked. so he was thinking and he thought it would e really cool to have one of those even though he had no use for it. so he was at some meeting of some sort and this lady came up to him and his wife and gave them gifts. his wife opened hers first. she got this nice 'Christian' gift with a bible verse on it and everything. so he opens his...........and it's a flask! pretty much the opposite thing you would give to a Christian man. it really hit him that God listens to every thought we have and likes to please us with the simplest things, even if we don't pray for them. the Lord truly astounds me. well that's enough for today.

hallelujahs in the morning.

DREAMsomething notable for its beauty, excellence, or enjoyable quality

DREAMa wild fancy or hope

DREAM[something] of an unreal beauty, charm, or excellence.

DREAMambition: a cherished desire

(the language i want to speak)

people.

people i know have an abundance in them. an abundance, whether it may be an abundance of artistry, deep thoughts, dreaming, putting words to paper (or computer) in ways that captivate their expressions in wonderful ways, or things that are still hidden from me but that i know that there is something there. it's amazing. i am blessed to have such thriving people in my life.

true love died.

The earth was shaking in the dark
All creation felt the Fathers broken heart
tears were filling heavens eyes
The day that true love died, the day that true love died
When blood and water hit the ground
Walls we couldn’t move came crashing down
We were free and made alive
The day that true love died, The day that true love died

i wonder. was the Father weeping or rejoicing? that day must have been a true mix of emotions for Him. i mean.....He just let the son die. the sun die. the light of the earth. but because of this loss, He gained everything........the apples of His eye........

US.

but He knew this would come. He knew it had to. but He also knew the end of the story........or the beginning. the fact that the Son is alive. but to see true love in complete agony and anguish. he must have been crying......weeping......wailing. the King of all, wailing. all creation must have felt that. how could it not? but after it was all over, i'm sure of it, he must have been wailing with tears of joy. and, oh, the walls that we couldn't move, the barriers that were holding creation back from the fullness of Glory, were heading straight for the ground. No doubt heaven was partying then. that's one of those tapes i want to watch when i get there. can't wait.


click.....if you want to hear the song......

september 11, 2008

we need to wake up

wake up

live like God
pour out love