Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Goodbyes Are Often a Part of the Process


Over these last two weeks I have been placed at these weird and slightly strange intersections. I am fairly confidant that I know the direction in which I am going and where God is leading. However I can not help but think that there have been these places in the road that could offer a possible distraction from the direction in which I am headed.

All of these instances have brought a level of closure in there own way. A way of saying goodbye in the right way and the not the hurtful way. Allowing certain people to let go of you in the only ways they know how. Watching others just simply move on in life and away from my path.

It hasn't been easy mind you. Certain instances have struck a cord within my heart that I feel echos throughout all of who I am and even shakes the core of who I am becoming. But then I keep going. I keep moving forward on my own path. Towards the things I know to be right, true, and so very important for this story that God is carving out of my life.

Goodbyes can be rough. Goodbyes can be sweet. Goodbyes can be, well, just see you later. I have had a little bit of each it seems. Each that only propels me farther on.

Godspeed dear ones. Thank you for everything.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Sometimes Certain Songs Just Hit the Mark


someone once told me
that you have to choose
what you win or lose
you cant have everything
don't you take chances
you might feel the pain
don't you love in vain
cause love wont set you free
i could stand by the side
and watch this life pass me by
so unhappy but safe as could be

so what if it hurts me
so what if i break down
so what if this world just throws me off the edge
my feet run out of ground
i gotta find my place
i wanna hear my sound
don't care about all the pain in front of me
cause i'm just tryin be happy, yea
just wanna be happy, yea

holding on tightly
just cant let it go
just tryin play my roll
slowly disappear
well all these tears
they feel like they're the same
just different faces, different names
get me outta here
well i can stand by the side
and watch this life pass me by
pass me by

so what if it hurts me
so what if i break down
so what if this world just throws me off the edge
my feet run out of ground
i gotta find my place
i wanna hear my sound
don't care about all the pain in front of me
cause im just tryin be happy
just wanna be happy

so any turns that i cant see
ill count a stranger on this road
but don’t say victim
don't say anything

so what if it hurts me
so what if i break down
so what if this world just throws me off the edge
my feet run out of ground
i gotta find my place
i wanna hear my sound
don't care about all the pain in front of me
cause i'm just tryin be happy
just wanna be happy

Friday, September 11, 2009

Amy's Getting Married!

This is what I like to call my everything related to weddings weekend. I had a bachelorette party on Friday night, got ready for a bridal shower on Saturday, a wedding on Sunday, then the bridal shower on Monday. It was nothing short of a crazy (fun) weekend. Below are photos of the bridal shower Em and I threw for Amy. It was truly a feat for me to complete as I am so not the hostess type, but thanks to some wonderful friends and a few great ideas I think we did quite well!







Thursday, September 03, 2009

Glory of the Morning

I have not always been a fan of mornings.

I think I got the "night owl" gift from my Mum and during college I was ever thankful for this gift...it spared me from turning in certain papers late. However, there were several mornings that I got to rise with the dawn and I have to say there is something so amazing to be awake as you watch the sun rise.

Today was one of those days. I drove to a spot I found about a year and a half ago that takes me at least a little ways out of the "city" and I watched it rise. It is a sweet place when you can sit with the Creator of the universe in silence and just let the new day wash over you and with that you are granted another day. Another day filled with anticipation and expectation.

Mornings like this are truly something to behold.