marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: In Summary of June
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2012/06/in-summary-of-june.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Saturday, June 30, 2012. In Summary of June. I am pretending to be an amateur photographer now, among other things. As a friend recently said, I am too multi-faceted for my own good - which I think is a nice way of saying I'm zealously pendulous. Or as I like to put it, my right brain is a little ADD. But I like having new ways to be creative, to try to see wonder in quotidian life. Here is a thing that makes ...
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: Summer Reading Review: The Great Divorce by C. S. Lewis
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2013/07/summer-reading-review-great-divorce-by.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Tuesday, July 23, 2013. Summer Reading Review: The Great Divorce by C. S. Lewis. I feel funny admitting The Great Divorce. Is only the fourth book (not counting Narnia. Was written in response to a book which advocated the view that all roads lead to God. It reminded me of The Screwtape Letters. One of my favorite parts was where the narrator encounters a giant with a Scottish accent in Chapter Ten.
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: Summer Reading Review: The Musician's Quest by George MacDonald
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2013/06/summer-reading-review-musicians-quest.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Wednesday, June 19, 2013. Summer Reading Review: The Musician's Quest by George MacDonald. The Musician’s Quest. Originally titled Robert Falconer. Is simply the story of a man’s life. It is not my favorite of MacDonald’s books, but it impressed me enough that I would still agree with Ozzy’s assessment. I’ll never get to the pose the question to MacDonald Himself. That said, I appreciate the way he portrays th...
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: Advent Means Coming
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-means-coming.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Monday, December 12, 2011. The world in darkness, unchanging, still in its madness. The Fall, the Fall! Thanks a lot, Adam. How long, Lord? Questions. Why and how and what for. I know who. We are all of the same brokenness, the same weakness, born into the same wretchedness. How long, Lord? Yet something reaches, tentative and desperately hopeful, towards what is not in this wretched shadow of nature. Some...
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: German Project: Mein Traumhaus
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2012/04/german-project-mein-traumhaus.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Monday, April 30, 2012. German Project: Mein Traumhaus. I think I had a little too much fun with this. Actually, I was deprived of a little too much sleep for this. I'm not exactly sure for what. Probably because I hadn't gotten to do anything creative in a while. A classmate said he'd live in this cardboard box. Not that I recommend the homeless life, but it was gratifying. A very strong and visible part of w...
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: One Frosty Morn
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-frosty-morn.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Thursday, January 12, 2012. The cold provides respite, if you live in Tucson. And getting out early on a frosty morning, alone with God and the air and the wide blue sky and His quieter creatures can be sort of reviving. I like that, going out and finding beauty in what no man made. Which I think makes me more appreciative of man-made beauty too. Cameras are fun. Pictures make me want to draw more too.
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: Child of Mine (lyrics)
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2011/10/child-of-mine-lyrics.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Sunday, October 9, 2011. Child of Mine (lyrics). Small Details and a Bigger Picture. Stand in Wonder,. Let your awe sweetly overcome. Lost in Wonder,. Can't you see I've held you e'er so long? I've never kept from you. What you needed to see,. I've never held you back. Save from what harm would bring,. I never left you. Though you couldn't see me,. And I've never hurt you. Except to make you free.
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: Springtime Awakening
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2012/03/springtime-awakening.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Tuesday, March 20, 2012. Of course, are always there. But they've bloomed already. The rosebushes, big and small, survived another year and should begin to bloom soon. Feel free to check out my latest post on. Philippians 2, Consider Others Better Than Yourself. Happy dirt indeed. Marissa, dont ever let insignificant urgency get in the way of happy feelings! April 10, 2012 at 5:44 PM. View my complete profile.
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: Wineskins
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2011/11/wineskins.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Saturday, November 5, 2011. I am stretched. Like too little butter over too much bread. I am stretched. Like what? Like cellophane, taut and smooth over an expanse of potato salad nearly too wide? Like deerskin not yet useful which must be pulled at every side and softened to make it pliable and smooth enough to keep wearers warm and not chafe? Am I a failure? Am I bound to wear my bones to nothing?
marissahawkins.blogspot.com
Hawksquill: Let There Be: Thoughts on Contrast
http://marissahawkins.blogspot.com/2012/06/let-there-be-thoughts-on-contrast.html
Creating curious observations and thoughtful bits of verbage for your ponderance and amusement. Thursday, June 14, 2012. Let There Be: Thoughts on Contrast. But one day there will be no more night - that is, no more darkness of confusion - and neither will light lose any of the precious worth we see in the night. What kind of humor do we have left if our humor consists in recognizing the imperfections of a thing? Do we lose the beauty of the stars because there is no more darkness? Gah I am neeeeerd.
