A note to my friend named Coffee.

Dear Coffee,
I wish my lack of headaches were not dependent on my consumption of you.
Sincerely,
EB

Via Laura Reitzel

I really really love playing piano. And egg shakers. I wish I could play the violin and guitar.

Two peas in a pod.

 

sacrificial obedience

Sometimes I have impromptu weeping about...life...but it makes me feel better because at least I'm getting it out. I tend to be bubbled up with emotions on a pretty regular basis. They aren't always bad emotions. Just...emotions. And lots of em. Right now I'm facing realities that God has put before me and I don't really know what He's doing but I suppose that's not really for me to know, now is it. What if you had to leave everything you once knew and no longer care for yourself. What if I don't want to get uncomfortable. At least I have friends that I can spill my mess onto and they don't mind and they speak wisdom to me. Taylor told me we're really not on this earth to be comfortable and we really wont have the capability to love others who we were called to love and serve if we don't first fall in love with God. I'm processing a lot these days.

after the storm.

There will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
Where love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there
with grace in your heart
and flowers in your hair.

That's why I hold with all I have.


M&S