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Following Joy: May 2010
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Sunday, May 2, 2010. Since that one Monday morning, not that long ago, really, maybe 2 weeks, 3 weeks? Ive been wondering what happened to me. Why I stopped. Functioning. Somehow my mind has been caught in a frame that it cannot escape, like a frozen picture pond but underneath with all kinds of things whirling, dark things in waters trapped so that it can never see the sunlight. Dark Night of th...
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Following Joy: Accidental Minor Crisis
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Saturday, February 13, 2010. February 7, Midhour - the day I crashed my spanking new motorcycle scooter. Surprisingly, I've reached a kind of equilibrium. Then Time starts coming back to me, searching for my home, here beside the bed, nourishing me back to health. Time is all that's needed. For equilibrium. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Don Quixotes - Cervantes. Finished over the summer ).
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Following Joy: December 2009
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Thursday, December 17, 2009. December 16, Night:. Problem now comes from when to move. Of course I wish to, desire it with every ounce of my heart, at least I thought so. How can I possibly find a substitute for the marble ledge on the bedside for my snowman cup of hot water, just enough room besides the blinds-turner rod? Or strewn over the desk remnants of a seeming massive hurricane. Once said...
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Following Joy: February 2010
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Saturday, February 13, 2010. February 7, Midhour - the day I crashed my spanking new motorcycle scooter. Surprisingly, Ive reached a kind of equilibrium. Therere more (words, words.). Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Don Quixotes - Cervantes. Brothers Karamazov - Dostoevsky (semester pick/monster to slay @ English Dept). Tale of Genji - Lady Murasaki (done! Church of the Nations.
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Following Joy: Belief
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Thursday, December 10, 2009. December 4, Night. Lord, is it really true that I will be living off campus next semester? I can hardly believe it. The joy, the disbelief, the utter amazement—what a laugh! So I didn’t even know what I meant when I said to Jenn Neechan, miracles do happen. Plus, I get all the cool parking spaces. My schedule would look something like this:. INTEGRATNG FAITH - Cotton,...
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Following Joy: Moving, again
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Thursday, December 17, 2009. December 16, Night:. Problem now comes from when to move. Of course I wish to, desire it with every ounce of my heart, at least I thought so. How can I possibly find a substitute for the marble ledge on the bedside for my snowman cup of hot water, just enough room besides the blinds-turner rod? Or strewn over the desk remnants of a seeming massive hurricane. Once said...
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Following Joy: Wondering
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Wednesday, December 9, 2009. December 4, Evening. And my heart would not break so hard into pieces of glass, piercingly. If only I knew he is. Journeying, to find the hidden me, it would hold me together…. I want him to sing softly,. There we sat among the thousand, fools just like us, but not so in love like us. Now your dreams have changed and we are far apart. Then the eternal sunshine. You ar...
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Following Joy: Namesake
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. The journey to God, my God, seems so long at times. For no one knows the end—. For waiting for Eliezer's sight. Feels forever, or surely would it be enough. To bear a while? As camels bear their burdens across the. Desert trek, their weight unbearable as time. How can I know there will be water at the well? Anyone know who will be the bride? The wind kisses my sand-blown eyes. They say. Long Day'...
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Following Joy: Unresolutioned
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You are the love I need. You are the air I breathe. You are my love, my life, always forever." -Phil Wickham. Friday, January 8, 2010. January 2, 2010. I have never ceased to ask such blasphemous questions. It’s selfish, immature, and youthful at core, but I guess I’m at least honest, right? The empty space in the puzzle, the piece that fits, that is me? The grand scheme that I can lose myself in? Maybe if I don’t think about it so much, it’ll go away. Which is totally not true. Only ...Interestingly eno...
