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Unveiled: Lenten Reflections, Week 1
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Sunday, February 17, 2013. Lenten Reflections, Week 1. We live during an age where everything must happen. And not a second too late. Which is why the church calendar is now more relevant than ever. It's not inherently holy, but it's a beautiful way to mark time. It's a way to remember that, as the writer of Ecclesiastes says, "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens." We cannot actively engage in all activities necessary for growth at one time. Subscribe to: Pos...
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Unveiled: February 2013
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Sunday, February 24, 2013. Lenten Reflections, Week Two. So much life packed into one week. In so many ways. What am I learning? It's hard to purposefully pick a long line to wait in. It's hard to stay in the slow lane and let other cars pass me up. It's hard to walk slowly. It's hard to do one thing at a time. It's hard to be stuck on an escalator behind an older woman and her big suitcase when I'm trying to get across the airport to catch my flight. It's even harder to want. Sunday, February 17, 2013.
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Unveiled: May 2012
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012. I lived in Colorado for nine months. I fell in love with purple mountains, red rocks, clear blue skies, liturgy, bluegrass music, and the Church. And really, I knew so little of love until I came face to face with Love Himself. Thursday, May 10, 2012. Went camping under a million stars. Became a member of a church and ordained as a layperson. Cooked "real food" for myself. Flew home for the holidays. Pulled an all-nighter. at Waffle House. Got in touch with my emotional side.
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selah!: testing post!
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Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Just writing a testing post to make sure my layout is working. Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love;. Where there is injury,pardon;. Where there is doubt, faith;. Where there is despair, hope;. Where there is darkness, light;. And where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek. To be consoled as to console;. To be understood as to understand;. To be loved as to love. Wednesday, September 23, 2009.
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The mountains are calling, and I must go.: December 2012
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The mountains are calling, and I must go. Saturday, December 29, 2012. I have been writing poems that would get me burned at the stake. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Here Comes the Dirty 30. 2013 Flipped my World. This must be His plan. THE FLAMING LIPS NEW YEARS EVE FREAKOUT: 2010 BECOMES 2011. Fashion forestry: Ms. Tips $35 vintage shop giveaway. Learning To Love You More. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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The mountains are calling, and I must go.: December 2013
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The mountains are calling, and I must go. Wednesday, December 11, 2013. How to be a friend to someone who is depressed. Well, for a little bit anyway. That emotional religious high did not last long, though, and soon enough the depression returned with a vengeance. I tried to reach out to my new Christian friends, but without much avail. I wasn't praying enough. I wasn't believing enough. I wasn't reading my bible enough. It was my fault. Woah, woah, woah. What? And I am a broken human being, but I was s...
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The mountains are calling, and I must go.: October 2012
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The mountains are calling, and I must go. Sunday, October 28, 2012. When I give advice to 17 year olds, I'm often giving advice to myself. Pain is good for you. Sometimes, pain is good for you.". But the memory of Ohio is like a cigarette burn. Sometimes, pain is good for you.". I'm excited to see what I will become after these 8 months at the ranch are over. Through the brutal pain, the soft voices of students telling their stories for the first time, through aching for a hand to hold, through mount...
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Unveiled: February 2012
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012. 8220;Wherever you are, be all there." -Jim Elliot. I have taken this to be my goal for the semester.fully aware I will not "arrive" by May, but trying to take baby steps. I will do one thing at a time, and I will do it well. I will listen to music because it feeds my soul. I will read stories because they let me feel more human. I will be with people, because they are. I will try new foods and enjoy the way they smell, feel, and taste. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Unveiled: November 2012
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Saturday, November 17, 2012. Saturday morning. Sitting in my comfy chair, french toast with warm apple compote on top, fresh-brewed cup of coffee, music playing softly in the background. Chilly, mid-November day; skies are clear, trees have all but shed their leaves. The gentle breeze whispers, "All is well.". Yet, somehow underneath it all, I hear a beckoning to "Come home.". How can this be? These all died in faith,. Not having received the things promised, but. Having acknowledged that they were.
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Unveiled: December 2012
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Saturday, December 29, 2012. This past Sunday, I got an early Christmas gift in the form of my dear friend, Kate. We met at Denver Seminary and quickly made the connection that she was born in my hometown and we had a mutual friend, Lauren Colarusso. It was a sweet surprise when I got a text Sunday morning saying she was in town and wondering if I'd have time to meet up later. Did I? Not even a question. My heart cannot stop smiling. Sunday, December 9, 2012. And in that moment, I knew that my yearning h...
