Feel the rain on your skin

I've been on this life-love kick lately.
Like I'm on this crazy incredible ride through life and everything is bliss.
Ever since the year after my mom passed away, I've had the firm belief that I can overcome anything. That everything that happens to me is just a chunk of my life, and that it can only get better. When everything was happening with my dad and I wasn't sure how I was going to get to the next day, I'd always tell myself that one day it would all be over and behind me. That one day I'd be successful and happy and have my own family. This was only a bump.
I have become obsessed with just marinating in God's grace and the beauty around me. Things are hardly ever perfect, and I get hurt and hurt others, but in the long run, the world can be so beautiful. We just never stop to experience it. We're too busy stuck in our present worries and resentments and the belief that our feelings for right now will never go away. I will "always be mad at him" or "always love her" or "always be here".
These feelings come and go, and I used to define everything, my happiness, my success, my self, by these emotions. Like my entire life was in ruins because of something someone said or thought of me. These things are so temporary. And the truth is, so is this beautiful day and world and the people who matter the most to us. Beauty is temporary. Thank God for every day you have the privilege to experience it.

Snakeskin

So I've kind of spent the last few days in reflection.
I've been reflecting back on the past year, 2 years, my life.
As a snake grows and develops, as the seasons turn, it gets too big for it's skin and sheds it's entire exoskeleton. As it's shedding it's old self, a new skin replaces it. The new skin is never quite the same; like snowflakes. The snake is still a snake, but kind of like a polished version of itself, or if not, at least an alternate version, that is open to experience new and exciting chapters of it's snake-y life.
I feel like a snake, shedding it's skin. Every couple of years I seem to mold into an entirely new version of myself. It's not like I'm on a set schedule, or experiencing some kind of growth spurt (don't I wish). It's like I learn more about who I am, who I truly am, and I'm able to shape myself and become the person I am destined to be one day. Sometimes the transitions aren't always perfect, sometimes the new skin doesn't fit at all... but it's a learning process. Maybe it's a growth spurt after all. Maybe I'm growing into a child God will be proud of.

Please Sir don't you walk away...

Found on Rachael Yamagata's (singer extraordinaire) myspace page.

Influences:
still hot sauce.. always the hot sauce. thought i'd update this thing since it had outdated information.. like 3 cats with ex boyfriend and this Pollyanna optimism that just makes me want to friggin... nah - just kidding.. still optimistic. smile. cheers. i'm happyyyyyy. but let's come clean here. now there are only 2 cats. henry in heaven. also can't quite seem to write in complete sentences or use capitol letters. they say you are supposed to act totally normal around your other cats when one passes away or they freak out so i'm doing my best to not putter around whining 'heeeennnry' and bursting out into tears. i find a tuft of orange fur and it's all over, but i just keep explaining to them that i'm emotional over other things and don't they want some friskies and let's just forget all that and give me the number so i can call...sorry - slipped into who is that - harry chapin? god - 'harry' is almost 'henry'... even my subconscious has been taken over by that little guy.. not harry - henry. don't worry.. i'm not nuts. really - i've overcome the pain/i've learned to take it well/ i only wish my words could just convince myself/that it just wasn't real.. but that's not the way i feel..god he was good (harry, not henry). and it was real - that little tuft of hair proves it. was it even harry? henry was hairy. anyway, i'm pretty sure this should be a blog or something.. all the other sites have music and movies listed in this section and clever metaphorical life things like sunshine and a rainstorm that give insight to their personality.

Let God Arise!

Hear the holy roar of God resound
Watch the waters part before us now
Come and see what He has done for us
Tell the world of His great love

Our God is a God who saves
Our God is a God who saves

Let God arise
Let God arise
Our God reigns now and forever
He reigns now and forever

His enemies will run for sure
The church will stand, she will endure
He holds the keys of life, our Lord
Death has no sting, no final word

Say this is what it's for

Yeah, I think I love you for it.

DEANNASCOTLANDPULAK

Deanna is freaking home!
Although, she still calls Scotland home, but she was so sorely missed here in Canada.
Today was incredible; Luke came to church ad actually ENJOYED it and I got to have wicked awesome times with Carlye and Deanna.
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ps. We're awesome.