Saturday, May 30, 2009
like a sheep
I long for your salvation, O LORD, and your law is my delight. Let me live that I may praise you, and may your laws sustain me. I have strayed like a lost sheep. Seek your servant, for I have not forgotten your commands. -Psalm 119:174-176
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the word
seeking
"the eyes that seek often have just as many important insights as those that have already found" - mike
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others notes and quotes
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
wanting more
"My phone is dieing again. I keep trying to wean it off battery, but it just keeps wanting more." -Laura
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short and sweet
Monday, May 18, 2009
small enough
i know the world is getting smaller, but sometimes it doesn't seem quite small enough...
Saturday, May 16, 2009
just thinking...
it's like looking at a pebble for a very long time and then realizing it wasn't a pebble at all...
Friday, May 15, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
stood still
the sounds of thunder rumbled through the skies. the first drop of rain found my cheek, the second my arm, and the third my nose. clouds were closing in, and there i stood.
drip... drip...
i looked down to see specks of moisture now painting the sidewalk. and, still i stood there.
drip. drip. drop. drip. drip. drop.
picking up intensity, the precipitation continued to fall. my jeans were soaked. they were holding in the water as if they didn't ever want to let it go. my shirt pushed the rain away at first and then began to absorb it. and still, i stood there.
drip, drip, drop. drip, drip, drop.
as the rain cloaked me in water my mind wandered. there was a freshness. it was as if the spring rain came and removed all of the dirt and grime that had built up within me during the past months. and i stood still.
drip, drop. drip, drop. drip, drop.
completely drenched. completely clean. standing completely still.
drip... drip...
i looked down to see specks of moisture now painting the sidewalk. and, still i stood there.
drip. drip. drop. drip. drip. drop.
picking up intensity, the precipitation continued to fall. my jeans were soaked. they were holding in the water as if they didn't ever want to let it go. my shirt pushed the rain away at first and then began to absorb it. and still, i stood there.
drip, drip, drop. drip, drip, drop.
as the rain cloaked me in water my mind wandered. there was a freshness. it was as if the spring rain came and removed all of the dirt and grime that had built up within me during the past months. and i stood still.
drip, drop. drip, drop. drip, drop.
completely drenched. completely clean. standing completely still.
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from my pen
favorite thing number twenty-two
the smell of the rain during a spring thunderstorm
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my favorite things
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Friday, May 1, 2009
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