Thursday, December 31, 2009
How we roll
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
passions.
Sometimes my heart just aches for youth to love and serve. I hate being so passionate about something but having it squished by circumstances. I see others who are surrounded by the people I want to befriend and love and pour into and I'm almost jealous. Will God allow me to follow these passions again? Sigh.
ps. I despise college degrees.
ps. I despise college degrees.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Friday Night Bliss...
Jordan has been getting up at 4:20 AM every morning for work lately so we don't have much of a life in the evenings these days. However this is how we spend our time...and love it!
MMmmm, peppermint bark....I have much more fun cooking than I do eating it. Sure is pretty!
Our "Christmas tree" (cough cough) and the gifts Mom and Dad Johnson and the Bergmans sent us ( thank you SO much!)...it's all I can do to keep Jordan from opening them.
Adelaide attacking daddy after work tonight...
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
jewels.
I have been very busy lately with jewelry and am currently working on a few custom orders. Please check out www.etsy.com/shop/coloradoinspired to see my entire collection. Let me know if anything interests you or if you'd like something custom made! Thanks for viewing!
Friday, December 11, 2009
The Sweetest Thing
I've been going through some rough days lately with Adelaide's teething and her needing more attention than usual so I began to take her into the shower with me because it is relaxing for the both of us and it's some of our sweetest time together. She loves the water and it is so soothing for her when we just cuddle. Well one evening last week we got in the shower after struggling all day and not getting her to nap for a decent amount of time. She played with the water a little bit and then looked up at me, laid her shoulder on my head and fell asleep. It was one of the most beautiful moments with her and brought tears to my eyes. I stood in the shower just holding her for as long as my back and arms could hold an 18 lb baby. Even through the frustrating moments of being a parent, this moment reminded me that grace still finds beauty in everything.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
thoughts on 'church'
I hate all your show and pretense
the hypocrisy of your praise
the hypocrisy of your festivals
I hate all your show
Away with your noisy worship
Away with your noisy hymns
I stop up my ears when your singing ‘em
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a floodof justice
An endless procession of righteousliving, living
your eyes are closed when you’re praying
you sing right along with the band
you shine up your shoes for services
but there’s blood on your hands
you turned your back on the homeless
and the ones that don’t fit in your plans
quit playing religion games
there’s blood on your hands
Ah! let’s argue this out
if your sins are blood red
let’s argue this out
you’ll be white as the clouds
let’s argue this out
quit fooling around
give love to the ones who can’t love at all
give hope to the ones who got no hope at all
stand up for the ones who can’t stand up at all
instead of a show
I hate all your show
-J. Foreman
sigh.
I want to love orphans and widows.
my heart is heavy.
the hypocrisy of your praise
the hypocrisy of your festivals
I hate all your show
Away with your noisy worship
Away with your noisy hymns
I stop up my ears when your singing ‘em
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a floodof justice
An endless procession of righteousliving, living
your eyes are closed when you’re praying
you sing right along with the band
you shine up your shoes for services
but there’s blood on your hands
you turned your back on the homeless
and the ones that don’t fit in your plans
quit playing religion games
there’s blood on your hands
Ah! let’s argue this out
if your sins are blood red
let’s argue this out
you’ll be white as the clouds
let’s argue this out
quit fooling around
give love to the ones who can’t love at all
give hope to the ones who got no hope at all
stand up for the ones who can’t stand up at all
instead of a show
I hate all your show
-J. Foreman
sigh.
I want to love orphans and widows.
my heart is heavy.
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