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Threads: August 2013
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Saturday, August 31, 2013. My lovely friends, Jenn. Are basically half French. I've always wanted to learn French in France, so it makes me happy to be able to be around people who love French, too. I also went with Cassie on a trip to visit her Quebecoise friends in Montreal/Jolliet this summer; to sum it up, I spent five days listening to everyone talk in French and becoming ecstatic. When I understood a word or short phrase. It was pretty humbling. Literally, it translates as "why my life? So what doe...
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Threads: January 2015
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Thursday, January 1, 2015. What it means is that you have decided to be alive. When it hurts. When it's dark outside. When your heart just shattered against the wall. When every dream you held close was torn out of your hands in a tornado-like wind. I don't have any resolutions this time around. The New Year is coming to get me, not the other way around. All I have is this precious second to exist in every way possible. What will you do as you breathe? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Threads: September 2013
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Thursday, September 26, 2013. Tozer and My Daily [grain-free] Bread, #1. I recently finished reading Faith Beyond Reason. By AW Tozer. For some reason, I had never read any of his works before, but this book really hit the spot. I think I marked just about every page in the book. I would like to share some of my favorite tidbits with you. I feel like a food-martyr. Haha. Alright. Enough food woes. The body is more than food and clothing, right? That is why the meaning of the word received. Now this is th...
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Threads: April 2014
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Monday, April 14, 2014. Drinking well-water straight from a faucet. Having my own quiet attic room to myself. Calling up friends and seeing their faces fifteen minutes after I hang up the phone. Driving down country roads, windows down, music just as loud as I want it to be. Yeah, I've missed being home. Being home should be stable and warm and.it is. Mostly. And a real job. So I can pay for taxes. Obviously, none of that is very attractive to me. I've been doing quite well with my life, I though...Colle...
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Threads: March 2014
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Wednesday, March 19, 2014. It's been a little while since I've written. It's like I've been too busy living or something to write. Funny how that works. This adventure is almost over. I only have TWO WEEKS left in this beautiful place nestled between the mountains. Fourteen days of snow and mountain peaks and "seasonal friends" (I didn't even know that this was a thing until now) and snowboarding and rooming with my bestie and dorm life and teaching little rugrats how to enjoy the snow. I'm gonna need th...
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Threads: Reading List
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The up-to-date-est list of what Caitlin is reading at this very moment. I'd love to hear about your favorite books, too, or if you have read the ones that I am reading. I'm almost always in the midst of a book - or three. It just happens. What can I say? I'm addicted to words. Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis. Green by Ted Dekker. Jesus Nothing = Everything by Tullian Tchividjian. Updated at 7:30pm on Friday, August 30, 2013. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Who I Am Stalking.
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Threads: February 2014
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Friday, February 14, 2014. For I am Yours. And For I am Yours. And You are mine. What does this mean to me? How deep do these words penetrate? I know the words, I welcome their impossibly true presence in my life. But each profound facet of the meaning doesn't hit me yet. It comes at me day by day. When I least expect it, a piece of who He is clubs me over the head, and I am lost again in the revelation:. And You are mine. After all this time, after all He's done.how could I not? Because I need His love.
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Threads: This is Home
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Monday, April 14, 2014. Drinking well-water straight from a faucet. Having my own quiet attic room to myself. Calling up friends and seeing their faces fifteen minutes after I hang up the phone. Driving down country roads, windows down, music just as loud as I want it to be. Yeah, I've missed being home. Being home should be stable and warm and.it is. Mostly. And a real job. So I can pay for taxes. Obviously, none of that is very attractive to me. I've been doing quite well with my life, I though...Colle...
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Threads: November 2013
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Wednesday, November 27, 2013. I am always asking Aslan why I can't return to Narnia by the same way I came the first time. I am always wishing that I could have the same adventure again. But He draws me away each time and reminds me that nothing is ever the same. Ever. But there is, however, always a theme. God knows that I love stories and themes and strands that overlap and connect with each other. My first adventure [I suppose I have had many, but by my first I mean my time spent in Thailand. With me ...
