Rustling Leaves

  • “I am more than what these ashes say for they will flee away when He comes for me. My love is real before His eyes, He’s ravished by the sight of one glance from me”
  • My little cup of chocolate icecream from the Bargain Factory is not that good. But I ate the whole thing anyways.
  • Yes I am single. No I do not hate men, nor do I ACTUALLY believe that I am to live single until I die or the Lord should return. Please quit asking me if I’m never going to get married when I tell you that I am single. No I don’t want to get coffee with your assistant or have dinner with your cousin.
  • It’s incredible how much love you can feel for an animal. We had to put Pippin to sleep unexpectedly last Saturday morning and I’ve wept all week-long. Literally. So has my mom. And sister. And my Dad.  This darling dog was the cutest puppy I’d ever seen in my life and stole my heart the first time I saw him 6 1/2 years ago. His absence screams at us. Right now I’m wanting to get a big dog to run with but am being shut down by…. everyone.
  • It has been exactly 20 days since I have blogged.
  • It could have nothing to do with me. That’s highly possible in fact but none the less I have noticed 3 of our highschool girls dying parts of their hair red over the last two weeks. Wether or not this has anything to do with my hair funk it has caught my attention and put an extra tremble inside of me about the influence  of a young person working with teenagers, and wanting to only use that to thrust them into the heart of Christ.
  • When you are out of eggs, milk, sugar, cream & bread it is very difficult to make breakfast, OR drink coffee. In such an instance it is perfectly acceptable to eat cake for breakfast, even several days in a row. And also to drink hot chocolate.
  • Friday I decided two things. 1)I will not live under a spirit of rejection no matter what my circumstances or past say to me and 2)I refuse to be unsatisfied in God.
  • Thursday I watched Alyssa break through an iced-over stream with her backside. And I laughed for a minute before helping her up. It was priceless.
  • After spending 7 days balking on a big decision I finally made the leap…..and then slept REALLY well for the first time in 7 days. Fear steals peace, sleep, time, joy and all sorts of important things. Let’s all live fearlessly shall we?
  • I still deeply miss my brother, and have finally resolved the issue that the pain of that isn’t going to lesson for some time leaving me free to burst into tears shamelessly every time someone asks me if I miss him. Please don’t ask, it’s quite messy.
  • One can be quite happy  to exist on a diet consisting of mostly rice with random foods to supplement. If my best friends can live a simple lifestyle in other countries doing missionary work then I can also live that way in THIS country while doing missionary work.
  • Borrowing cars to get to all of the appointments in my schedule is becoming increasingly difficult and quite wearying. That being said I am thankful for my feet AND for my new Vibram Five Fingers that I prayed for and the Lord provided for!! Yes they look strange and Yes I DO feel like a frog when I wear them but I’m pretty sure they’re going to help strengthen my feet and THAT is quite exciting!
  • I’ve set my heart on the youth of this city. I’ve set my eyes on the young people at IHOP. If you are one of them and are reading this blog post you may now feel loved, but also warned because I am watching you and I’m going to fight for you to live radical lifestyles of righteous love.
  • Tonight several friends prophesied over my parents who are visiting and were attending the Awakening Service. It was incredible, for my parents, for kat & I and for those hearing from the Lord on our behalf. I pray to never cease to be amazed at the depth of love the Father has for us.
  • My visiting parents brought groceries. SERIOUS groceries, and though I love to live simply my stomach is happy to not be mostly filled with rice for a couple of weeks. Let’s hear it for good parents!
  • C.S. Lewis makes a point in his book The Four Loves that “Affection at it’s best” is shown to those around the dinner table rather than those at the dinner party. He requires that the best of our affection be lavished on those in our home, with greater thoughtfulness, kindness, intentionality  and preference than we give to the friends who we meet with occasionally. This is a hard requirement but one WELL worth fighting for. If, and I believe it to be true,  the one thing that matters most when we stand before the Lord of Glory is how we learned to love then we must WAR against the drive to disdain those in the closest proximity to our lives. The King of Kings is Himself the Lamb who was slain. How then should we live? My proposal: “Wide open like a lake.”
We had op0lito put-p vccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccc Pippin to sleep unexpectedly last saturday morning and I’ve wept all week long. Literally. So has my parents & my sister.
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5 thoughts on “Rustling Leaves

  1. I do not know you but I have often seen you around IHOP when I am there… and have randomly found your blog and must say it’s a rather enjoyable insight to read.

    “One can be quite happy to exist on a diet consisting of mostly rice with random foods to supplement. If my best friends can live a simple lifestyle in other countries doing missionary work then I can also live that way in THIS country while doing missionary work.”

    may i steal this quote from you ? 🙂

    -Sierra

  2. I do not have an assistant or a cousin for you, but I do know where you are at, and I love you. You are nothing less without a man, and Jesus knows your heart.

    Did I mention that I love you, dear friend?

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