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The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart: Diving in...
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The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart. I am no poet or scholar of words. you will find no poignant or life changing ideas here. simply the outpouring of my heart. One step away from the light. Cold hands hesitantly reaching out. The warmth of its rays shocks my senses. Hide in my shell -. This comfortable and predictable place of mine. I'll take a break. Let the shock and adrenaline subside. These hands will pull away from this form. And out towards His. Til I find the courage to just do it.
The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart: At First You See But a Poor Reflection
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The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart. I am no poet or scholar of words. you will find no poignant or life changing ideas here. simply the outpouring of my heart. At First You See But a Poor Reflection. This skin, a thin veil of armor. Emotions flow like stormy seas. Til I am but a poor reflection of what I thought I knew. A parched desert rose. Longing for fountains to pour. Searching for an oasis. She aches for clear waters. To see even her ragged reflection would mean life again.
The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart: 2008.10
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The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart. I am no poet or scholar of words. you will find no poignant or life changing ideas here. simply the outpouring of my heart. It Rains, She Pours. Her heart is broken. Her confidence, shaken. Tears rain from her soul. And she is shaking. They have seen, how did they know? How could these walls have broken? This facade ripped and taken? Oh heavens above, rain down on me. Pour over with grace and mercy. Wash me clean, wash me anew. Help me, Lord, I am so broken.
The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart: It Rains, She Pours
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The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart. I am no poet or scholar of words. you will find no poignant or life changing ideas here. simply the outpouring of my heart. It Rains, She Pours. Her heart is broken. Her confidence, shaken. Tears rain from her soul. And she is shaking. They have seen, how did they know? How could these walls have broken? This facade ripped and taken? Oh heavens above, rain down on me. Pour over with grace and mercy. Wash me clean, wash me anew. Help me, Lord, I am so broken.
The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart: 2009.01
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The Art in Me: Thoughts From a Rambling Heart. I am no poet or scholar of words. you will find no poignant or life changing ideas here. simply the outpouring of my heart. I thought the mind would tend to the heart. And set it straight in time. Time heals all wounds. How could I have been so wrong? I thought I could never be). This wretched heart deceives me. It hides behind a fog of lies. And tells me she's fine, that all is well. I'm over him. I'm moving on". She is the queen of excuses, this one.
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Randomalities.: March 2011
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Friday, March 18, 2011. This week another friend left the office. Without a word or warning, he was gone. The news of his departure came as a shock to everyone, most especially to me. Returning to the office today, the air was heavy and still. It was as if the walls and everyone within were holding their breaths. Stunned. Like a punch in the gut, we were collectively gasping for air. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Jobs or Lack There of.
Randomalities.: January 2010
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Wednesday, January 27, 2010. Silver Threads and Golden Beams. There is much unrest in my heart as of late. Job security and comfort wane with each passing day. Each day thoughts of uncertainty and what-ifs plague my soul. Every day is filled with grayness. Light hides itself. It’s cold and dark and dank. In all of this, I’m forcing myself to remember the truth of the matter: That I am loved and cared for by an infinite, immeasurably gracious and faithful...
Randomalities.: August 2010
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Friday, August 27, 2010. The Marathon of Despair. Running from God keeps you from "breathing" and living the life he intended for you to live. You thereby rob other people of the blessing God intends to give them through you, because you're less than you were meant to be. An excerpt from Surprised By Grace. Sunday, August 15, 2010. It's Not You, It's Me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Marathon of Despair. Its Not You, Its Me. View my complete profile. All ent...
Randomalities.: It's Not You, It's Me...
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Sunday, August 15, 2010. It's Not You, It's Me. I've been thinking a lot about why I'm still single. Completely unattached and having never even come close to it (the being attached). I'm beginning to believe something may actually be horribly wrong with me. I'm (still) more broken than I feared. The cracks I've piled mortar in continue to tear. No matter how desperately I try to smooth out the surface, debris is everywhere lately. I'm falling apart. Sarah B i...
Randomalities.: December 2009
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Wednesday, December 30, 2009. Stuck in a Moment. And I can't get out of it. I'm realizing more and more these days that I am a limited being. In. Sense of the word:. I hobble to and fro on a knee that's still trying to figure out if it wants to cooperate with the rest of my body and allow me the chance to be fully mobile once more. I want to run and swim and walk without wincing when you buckle, damn you! Or my train of thought for that matter? While sitting h...
Randomalities.: July 2010
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Sunday, July 25, 2010. There are days when I need to be alone, completely holed away like a troll. To rest. To think. To recharge. To. be. True, I could have wandered out into the blazing heat, walked along shaded paths, baked in the sun or found a pool to swim in. I could have had my fill of ice cream or refreshing lemonade out on the patio of a nearby restaurant or cafe. But instead, I decidedly chose to be a hermit. Thursday, July 01, 2010. All entries (inc...
Randomalities.: Stop! In the Name of... What?
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Thursday, July 01, 2010. In the Name of. What? It's a funny thing when your heart has decided upon someone. Because no matter what the rest of you thinks, the heart will undoubtedly continue on its wayward path. Often misguided. Usually along a winding, convoluted road of no return. I wonder if my heart is at that place right now. I want out of this, but how? How do I move on from someplace I never quite set foot upon? How do I stop the daydreams? To Own a Dra...
Randomalities.: Roller Coaster
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Friday, September 24, 2010. Within the next few days I'll find out one of three things:. 1) I'm being laid off. 2) I'll be put on "temporary" part-time status. 3) I somehow survived the most-recent round of cut-backs (Hallelujah! It's going to be fine - you'll see! He's gonna come through and do something amazing! Just trust that God loves you and cares for you; that He's got you in His hands. I hope you find rest [in that]! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
Randomalities.: March 2010
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Saturday, March 27, 2010. Birds of a Feather. They say that Spring stirs something in you, that it awakens the soul and warms the heart that ran cold all winter. I'm starting to think they. Whoever they are) may be on to something. Sunday, March 21, 2010. I sit here in Fido on a rainy Sunday afternoon staring out at Hillsboro Village, watching as couples clutch each other under umbrellas while cars slosh by. It's captivating the way a baby will so trustingly l...
Randomalities.: Pardon Me
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Not so] daily ramblings and odd revelations. Sunday, September 26, 2010. You'll have to excuse me - I've not been in a very good place lately. Don't know when these gray clouds will lift, but I'm hoping they will any day now. Until then. pray for me, friends. I'm in desperate need of some encouragement, time and kind words. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Jobs or Lack There of. Life without a Dad. Living without a dad. Metamorphosis. Time. Life. Autumn. Change.
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