The best is yet to come.

Really, you mustn't.

"You mustn't give your heart to a wild thing..."

"...The more you do, the stronger they get, until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree. And then to a higher tree and then to the sky."
{Breakfast at Tiffany's}

two in one day {lucky}

don't you worry, there my honey
we might not have any money
but we've got our love to pay the bills

well you might be a bit confused
and you might be a little bit bruised
but baby how we spoon like no one else
so I will help you read those books
if you will soothe my worried looks
and we will put the lonesome on the shelf

oh let’s get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of France
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I

{You and I, Ingrid Michaelson}

New favorite song, {thanks Lauren-love}.

I dance for Him.

Floaty dresses, bare feet, turtle watching, moleskine sketching, the perfect warm air.

Thank you. You make my day.

Usted hace mi vida hermoso.

Today. Was a perfect day.
Full of sunshine goodness.
And a reminder of His presence.
Jesus, you make everything worthwhile.

The colors of the morning in Your eyes

The precious blood of Jesus Christ redeems
Forgiven I'm alive restored set free
Your majesty resides inside of me
Forever I believe
Forever I believe
Arrested by Your truth and righteousness
Your grace has overwhelmed my brokenness
Convicted by Your spirit led by Your word
Your love will never fail
Your love will never fail

I know You gave
The world Your only Son for us
To know Your name
To live within the Saviour's love
He took my place
Knowing He'd be crucified
And You loved
You loved a people undeserving

{To know your name::Hillsong}

sometimes it's all I can do

{I have this horrible habit of running away.}


postscript:: I also refuse to feel guilty for any blog posts. Sometimes it's okay to not be okay.

mi vida

These are the sort of nights I wish I had a car. So I could drive away from life. Really fast. Singing really loud. And occasionally scream at the top of my lungs. Yeah, it's probably better I don't.

...

I was reminded again...

...of how much I want to be a part of your lives.



“I am only one, but I am one. I cannot do everything, but I can do something. And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do.” {Edward Everett Hale}

dreamer, that I am.

What do I spend my time doing when homework is out to kill me?

Dream. Of course.

About how I'm going to be a hippie...

...and have beautiful children.

Living in my treehouse, far away from the world.

...where my backyard will look like this.

I will read delightful books for hours on end...

...and eat crumpets every single day.

When I'm not reading, I'll be sailing.

...or learning to play the violin...(a day isn't complete without music)

...and when I absolutely have to go get groceries, I'll take my baby deer.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." {Henry David Thoreau}

goodbye

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face


I promise you I will learn from my mistakes


{Coldplay/Fix you}

.

{Just to say your name}

If all I had was one last breath
I'd spend it just to sing Your praise
Just to say Your name




{Casting Crowns/I know you're there}

someday

"Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives
they must lead." {Charles Bukowski}

.

You have hurt me.

I should have run away the first time and felt nothing.

Now it just feels like a cruel trick.

<3

Happy Valentines Day.

you dance over me

What if for one minute, I actually believed that God truly does love me just the way I am. In this moment. No changes. Just the way I am...right now. And that maybe all of my imperfections have a purpose that has greater value in my life, than the counter perfection ever would.

I'm not sure I have the courage to believe that.

But I want to.

You dance over me
While I am unaware
You sing all around
But I never hear the sound

{Desperation Band/Amazed}

7:09

It was absolutely worth it.

It's time...

With tiny bridesmaid dresses and summer swimsuit season looming...it's time to make my mortal enemy (the scale) my friend once again.

Hello tasteless vegetables.

Hello constant calculating of numbers.

Hello early mornings.

Hello running, crunches, running, crunches.


Ah...there's so many choice words I'd like to end this note with. :)



P.S. Sorry this isn't really categorized as a lovely happening or simple joy...ah well.

I haven't any words today.

Only jumbled thoughts.

{And a killer of a headache}

Hi Daddy...

It's me again.

Do you think you could just hold me?

paper thoughts

I love my new moleskine. I see it heading in the direction of an obsession, actually.

“Whether or not you write well, write bravely” {Bill Stout}

Where is the life we have lost in the living?

"Endless invention, endless experiment,
Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;
Knowledge of speech, but not of silence
Knowledge of words, and ignorance of the Word...

Where is the life we have lost in the living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?"

{T.S. Eliot}


Today I walked through the woods, and realized how much I miss them.
Today I sat in the stillness, and realized how desperately I need it.
Today the Father whispered, and today my heart answered.

yes, please.

It's Australia, and there are cowboys...of course it will be a good movie.

play :: free expression of the soul

Today I am in love with the gloriously warm, sunshine-filled day. The sky is a saturated cornflower blue color, and everything seems to exude happiness.

I take myself way too seriously. I want to rediscover the art of play. Playing...reveling in the freedom to do all sorts of things I am not required to do. To be an Indian princess again as I traipse through the woods, to build forts in the trees, to make fairy homes from sticks and acorns, to be a gallant explorer as I brave wading through streams {leaving secret messages in bottles} and climbing the highest trees...

"We don't stop playing because we grow old; We grow old because we stop playing."
{George Bernard Shaw}

a picture of your face.

Jesus, You are
Jesus, You were
Jesus, You will always be
a perfect servant to us
a perfect servant to death
even death on a cross.

Give us the picture of Your face
show us the measure of Your grace
reveal the love of the Father
put within us tenderness
release from us all selfishness
we'll consider them better
we're Yours
give us hearts of servants

{Shane & Shane}
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Today in Philosophy we were discussing Physicalism, as well as the counteracting philosophical thought - The Knowledge Argument for Qualia. In our discussion an example was given of a man who sees color differently than most people. Instead of looking at what we see as "red" and seeing only "red" he looks at the color "red" and sees two different colors - "red 1" and "red 2" there are very distinctive shades, and very different colors that he sees that the average human does not see.

So I began thinking...what keeps us from seeing those other colors? What if the reason we don't see them, is simply because we don't make the effort to? This is simply a thought...but I am planning on exploring it some more. I have decided to carefully observe the different colors of the sky for a week. I think it's a terribly fascinating thing. I love finding wonderment in the little things of life.

ugly truths

Two in one day, feel the love. Actually I just needed to get my thoughts in writing...because somehow, for some reason, it always feels better. Honesty is like that.

I am frustrated with the many inconsistencies I see in my life.
I am frustrated with the lies I tell...myself, and others.
I am frustrated with the hurt I cause other people because of my selfishness.
I am frustrated with the disorganization of my life and my incapability to pull it all together.
I am frustrated with the way I am constantly comparing myself and beating myself up about things I can never change.
I am frustrated with my inability to be self-disciplined with exercising and eating.
I am frustrated with the way I ignore God when I don't need Him, then cry when I do.
I am frustrated with the way I pretend I have my life together and I know exactly who I am when really I still don't know.
I am frustrated with the answers I give people because I know what it is they are wanting to hear.
I am frustrated with how hesitant I am to want to apply myself to things and learn.
I am frustrated with my constant desire to please people.
I am frustrated with the anger I sometimes direct towards my mother when really it's just because I see a reflection of who I really am.
I am frustrated with my inability to step out beyond my insecurities to meet new people.
I am frustrated with my poor stewardship when it comes to money.
I am frustrated with how little I trust my friends and yet how much I expect them to trust me.
I am frustrated with my fears of little things...like the dark, and fears of big things...like failure.
I am frustrated with how much I want to be spontaneous and carefree, and yet I worry and fret.
I am frustrated when I post on my blog instead of reading the three chapters of homework I have due tomorrow.
I am frustrated with how long this list really could go.

Hm. I wonder what would happen if that "25 things" facebook note that has become so popular was "25 ugly truths" instead. Something makes me think it wouldn't be as popular.

Without Jesus, I am nothing. Absolutely nothing. Something tells me He named me Grace for a reason.

P.S. Perhaps I shouldn't limit my blog's content to "lovely happenings and simple joys" Oh Irony. You get me every time.

link love

http://iloveyoumorethanblank.com/

I haven't written one yet, but I'm planning on it.



http://www.treehousepoint.com/index.html

I adore these.



http://www.saipua.com/index.html

Favorite floral designer.



http://www.etsy.com

Of course, Etsy.



http://www.designformankind.com/

Because, who wouldn't want a t-shirt like this?



That's all for now...I'll probably add more later.

When school isn't crushing me. (sigh)

ope...you caught me reminiscing

I stumbled upon some fun little finds today.

{one of my favorites}


{It was Australia, of course I did lots of swimming :)}


{I'm sure this explains a lot...}


{My beautiful mother and lovely grandmother}


{haha...sandwich. Joe's face = priceless}


{I ALWAYS had to have my baby dolls with me wherever I went...also note our lovely Charlie Brown Christmas tree?...lovely memories}


Okay...I'm finished now. :)