Thursday, July 21, 2011

teach. me. patience.


The C.S. Lewis quote is scrolling through my mind... "I am afraid not that our desires are too strong, but too weak..." {ie. "Travis, my son, why settle for anything less than Me and the plans I have for you?"}

Thursday, July 14, 2011

close call.

An endless supply of love songs flood the radio... my claim as a 'He-man-woman-hater' weakens when I soon realize I am a hopeless romantic that sympathizes with each song.  My mind slips off and before I know it I'm walking hand and hand through the prairie, placing a flower behind her ear.

Oh no! This is not good.  Ah, I know just the thing: Bob Dylan, "It Ain't Me Babe."  As the song spins on my ipod my heartbeat slows and my sanity returns.  The sign over my heart has once again been put up: 'NO GIRLS ALLOWED.'

Tuesday, July 12, 2011


If I were a bird I'd fly.  If I were the sun I'd shine.  If I were a pencil I'd write.  If I were a book I'd tell a story.  If I were coffee I'd DEFINITELY be bold and robust- and leave a hint of blueberry on the palette.

I love truth and facts.

"Nobody wants wrinkles."

Sit and listen my child, let me tell you how this story began.  Look at the wrinkles on his face.  Can you tell the difference?  That one on the corner of his mouth is from laughing and that one on his forehead is from... well... from you.  That wrinkle has grown with the love he has for you.  You don't know of the sacrifices that are inside of that wrinkle.  You don't know of the sleepless nights and early morning prayers that formed it's walls.

Yes, you're right. It may not fit your formula but remember, there's more to the truth than just the facts.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

if you must go, then go.

"I am dwarfed by thou painted maple."
-A midsummer night's dream

My favorite line, by far.

Ohio to Oregon- It's been an amazing month of laughs, stories, eating, fires, gardening, music and being a FAMILY.

German food. Suasage and suasage and more sausage. A bed of sauerkraut with a side of spaetzle please.

An easy stroll, pushed by a slight wind in the right direction, landed us in front of a romantic conundrum written by the Bard of bards.  Sit back and enjoy the show, but please don't go- 31 hours away that is.

I believe in the Lord's will. I believe in His beautiful, perfect plan.  I'm excited, don't you worry these are tears of joy.  Before you go, please, let me send you with just one more thing. {A hug and a kiss don't count because those aren't debatable} but rather a small prayer that has shaken the millenniums':

For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith—that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us.
-Ephesians 3:14-20

Now get. go. be gone my sister and brother.  My love will be chasing you...

{"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."} ...and Dr. Seuss of course.