the universe is still

He fumbles at your Soul
As Players at the Keys
Before they drop full Music on --
He stuns you by degrees --
Prepares your brittle Nature
For the Ethereal Blow
By fainter Hammers -- further heard --
Then nearer -- Then so slow
Your Breath has time to straighten --
Your Brain -- to bubble Cool --
Deals -- One -- imperial -- Thunderbolt --
That scalps your naked Soul --

When Winds take Forests in their Paws --
The Universe -- is still --

--Emily Dickinson

reading: harvest by lauren hemphill --- listening: lord of the rings symphony by howard shore

new life rises

from the darkest of depths
new life springs
in the darkest of times
come birthed new dreams
through the despair
hope is found
new life rises

reading: harvest by lauren hemphill --- listening: lord of the rings symphony by howard shore --- watching: the hobbit

read a book you've read before

Just yesterday I found myself with the inclination to read a book that I've read twice before, a book that I own.
I didn't really know just how much I wanted to read, to become enveloped in a story, in a quest, in a journey, until I realized that it was almost 2am and I was practically halfway through the book.

It made me remember the time when I read the book, who I suggested the book to, and how much I truly enjoyed the book; because I had forgotten.

So, as the autumn days turn colder, the nights longer and everything begins to freeze; curl up with a book you've read before, a book you haven't considered reading, a book you've overlooked for a while. And pick it up, and read it again until you can remember why it was you decided to bring that book home with you and adopt it into your heart.

read a book you've read before
with pages old and overlooked
read a book you've read before
remember why you hold it close

Because maybe, just maybe, you need it more than you know.

greater things // post camp writing

amazing love

amazing grace

more than just these words

more than just

a song we sing

it's written on the stars above

it's written on the earth below

on the cross of Him who bore our sins

in the blood that turns us white as snow 

it's burned into 

(the) hearts accepted

the beating of our lives

it's found inside the souls of changing

where true destiny lies

it's shown in a life surrendered 

in the eyes of fighting free

amazing love

amazing grace

in the destiny

of GREATER THINGS

six word stories

The lovely Fernweh Magazine blog has posted a fantastic post of six word stories that I found both entertaining, ingenious and inspirational. (Now try saying that five times fast!)

The idea of a six word story has been introduced to me before but never has it had such an impact on my way of thinking. For they are simultaneously simple and deeply meaningful. Scant few words with underlying emotion.

So, upon review of my current notebook/journal I realized that I often write "six word stories". While not exactly six words in all cases since I started this notebook little over a month ago I have been using simple, rambling words, phrases, lyrics just rambling about. And I do in fact, have a few six word stories of my own...so here is my version of a six word story:

what's your six word story?

No religion, just relationship.

This is Spoken Word.

This is truth.

Please watch.

Isn't It Plain?

I wrote this for all the people in my life who need to know...
So today I ask you...isn't it plain?


Isn’t It Plain?

I cannot express
I cannot explain
God to you
Isn’t it plain?

His love for you?
His protection?
His care?
Look back on your life,
When was He there?
Forever,
For always,
He never leaves your side
He loves
He cares
So much
He suffered
He bled
He died
Don’t you see,
His work in you?
His work in me?
He’s always there
By your side
But in your heart
He can abide
He lives in me
Let Him live in you
Only you can decide

I cannot express
I cannot explain

God to you
Isn’t it plain?