Perfect Timing

So I read this right after after I had talked to someone about being broken before God... it is wonderful.
Its from a book called "Hiding in Plain Sight" by Molly Wolf

"The warm, strong force of the Resurrection- God's powerfully, terrifyingly alive love breaking through and sinking into us, as the new year's warmth sinks into this thawing land and water. It swells up under our walls, breaking and tumbling them, as the earth's swell breaks and tumbles a stone wall. We are craked open, gently in thats what God knows we need, less gently perhaps if we're tougher nuts, because it is indeed "the crack in everything" that lets the Light get in.

And the, when we're broken and helpless as babies once again, we find ourselves being tenderly held and released into a new softness and gentleness and trust, where we can be free and loving once more, and truly, resiliently strong, no longer rigid. Paradoxically, the more we allow our walls to be broken, the more we find how little we really needed them. The more we die, the more alive we become. The more we trust, the less reason we have to be fearful."

Enjoy!

Reflection

When you are walking in the light that comes from God, this warm friendly light that cascades over you like pearls, you are free.

It may start out scary becuase when you are in the light, there is nothing to hide... you might not want to see the ugly things you've tried to hide in the shadows. You may think you are too grotesque to stand in the light, naked and exposed.

But...

There is such a feeling of freedom...
You don't have to hide, be embarrassed or ashamed, because God's love is covering you like a robe.
His love doesn't care about your scars; He was scarred so you dont have to see yours in the light. He doesn't care if you're ashamed because He faced embarrassment so you don't have anything to be ashamed of.

You don't have anything to hide in shadow because it is impossible for there to be shadows when there is Ultimate Light.

Step into this light; let it cascade onto you like the opening of window shades.
Let it pour over you like golden water.
Let it free you.
You will feel safe.

Rob Bell

So those of you who know me, most likely know that I love Rob Bell... He brings a new perspective to scripture and the Christian faith and he worked at the same camp I used to go to! (not while I was there infortunatly).. He also went to Wheaton and I love everyone who goes/went to Wheaton so yeah. I could go on and on...

Anyways, his second book, Sex God, is really amazing and if you could please just click on the link and read the first chapter, you will be blown away... I was. Then you should go and buy the book becuase you will not regret it at all...

http://www.sexgodtour.com/SexGod_SampleText.pdf

Hopefully it works, enjoy!

"Questions About Angels"

This is written my Billy Collins, the Poet Laureat of the United States... It is my favorite poem, I hope you enjoy it!

Questions About Angels

Of all the questions you might want to ask
about angels, the only one you ever hear
is how many can dance on the head of a pin.

No curiosity about how they pass the eternal time
besides circling the Throne chanting in latin
or delivering a crust of bread to a hermit on earth
or guiding a boy and girl across a rickety wooden bridge.

Do they fly through God's body and come out singing?
Do they swing like children from the hinges
of the spirit world saying their names backwards and forewards?
Do they sit alone in little gardens changing colors?

What about their sleeping habits, the fabric of their robes,
their diet of unfiltered divine light?
What goes oninside their luminous heads? Is there a wall
these tall presences can look over and see hell?

If an angel fell off a cloud would he leave a hole
in a river and would the hole float along endlessly
filled with the silent letters of every angelic word?

If an agel delivered the mail would he arrive
in a blinding rush of wings or would he just assume
the appearance of the regular mailman and
whistle up the driveway reading the postcards?

No, the medieval theologians control the court.
The only question you ever hear is about
the little dance floor on the head of a pin
where halos are meant to converge and drift invisibly.

It is designed to make us think in millions,
billions, to make us run out of number and collapse
into infinity, but perhaps the answer is simply one:
one female angel dancing alone in her stocking feet,
a small jazz combo working in the background.

She sways like a branch in the wind, her beautiful
eyes closed, and the tall this basist leans over
to glance at his watch becuase she has been dancing
forever, and now it is very late, even for musicians.

The Way It Is

So a few days ago I told this person who's blog I've been reading how much I enjoy reading it via myspace message. I had to ask him not to be creeped out because I was not intending on being creepy at all. He said he wasn't, so that's good.

Something that I've been paranoid about since my family got the internet is the fact that people abuse it and use it for evil, stalking purposes. Why is it that girls can't just enjoy myspace without having to deny friend requests of shirtless thirty-year-olds telling them they have a nice bod?! (I actually had a friend request once by someone who said "nice body, do you look better with clothes on or off?" yuck.) Why do I feel the need to keep making sure that nothing too revealing is on my myspace, facebook, or blog becuase people can't keep there mouse clicks and wandering eyes to themselves? Why should girls be scared (for their lives in some cases) because someone found out what high school they went to?

Am I just feeding it by having a myspace in the first place? Should I know better? Should I rebel and delete all my accounts on everything?

It's natural and I've seen it numerous times, where people using something innocent suffer becuase people misuse, abuse, and take advantage of something that was not intended for the evil thing it has been turned into.

There was a point when I became really paranoid because of some Dateline special or something about internet stalkers and I deleted everything from my myspace that alluded to who I was even remotely. Some of my friends from high school thought it would be funny put comments containing my full name. Needless to say, I basically freaked out. I thought there was someone just waiting to get some tidbit of information about me so they could find me, and that those few hours those comments were up, the stalker person saw them and were already plotting to sneak into my school or home to kidnap me... yes, it was a little overboard, but was it really?

I'm not as paranoid as I once was, but I stil get creeped out by random people friend requesting me, but who wouldn't? My paranoia is worth my safety right?
So, all you stalkers out there just please stop... please find yourself a hobby (that doesn't include the internet).

Deuteronomy 15:10
"Give generously to him and do so without a grudging heart; then because of this the LORD your God will bless you in all your work and in everything you put your hand to."

Ahhh... The Rocket Summer.

This is The Rocket Summer.... his name is Bryce and he played almost every instrument on this album. He is a Christian and his music never fails to life my spirits and as cheesy as it sounds, make me feel better! I'm so happy that he is getting more publicity because he deserves it.

Family

So this is one of my favorite pictures of my brother and I... there are so many funny things about it...



Enjoy!