Saturday, February 16, 2013

A Little Dream

Discovered this song today and it is a perfect representation of my fairy tale...

Build a little cabin on a little tall hill
plan a little garden, pray for every meal
and we'll grow, and we'll grow
take a little nap in the butterfly grass
just you and I and the clouds a pass
and we're close, so close

We'll be living out where the river bends
where the grass gets green and the highway ends
living easy, easy
you and me baby and the daffodils 
the kids growing up in the rolling hills
and love will be enough for us

Rains coming down on the old tin roof
a lullaby storm in the middle of june
falling slow, falling slow

We'll be living out where the river bends
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net ]

where the grass gets green and the highway ends
living easy
you and me baby and the daffodils the kids growing up in the rolling hills
and love will be enough for us, 
oooooh, love, 
ooooooh, love, will be enough

Wake up darling let's leave tonight,
we can disappear under the clear moonlight

And we'll be living out where the river bends
where the grass gets green and the highway ends
living easy
You and me baby and the daffodils the kids growing up in the rolling hills
and love will be enough for us

We'll build a little cabin on a little tall hill


"Love Will Be Enough for Us" - Dave Barnes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jDSb1y6bBIo

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Amazing Gifts

Its amazing how much a truly innocent life can shift your perspective.

A friend of mine gave birth to a little girl on Sunday. I got to hold her yesterday. She's not even related to me, but the beauty of a new life, a blank book, trusting grip, helplessness, and the realization that she's a little soul just opens up an entirely new world.  I can't wait to be mind blown when that little one is actually mine!

"Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward... Blessed is the.man who fills his quiver with them!" PS 127:3,5

Catching Fire

I'm driving along a normal city road. I've been telling that owner for years that his house has terrible wiring, and that his wife and kids are playing with matches all the time. But he never saw it. It was so obvious to me, but he never saw it.  He saw the wiring, and the matches, but never he danger. This day, I'm driving by and the hiuse is in flames. I pull over wanting to run inside to save the family, but its too late. The flames are too high. The fire is too hot. The injuries too severe anyway. No foam or water can quench the flames. I stand back with tears running down my face, cursing that man for not just pulling out the wiring or watching his kids more closely. I stand by, helpless, knowing exactly how the fire started, and just waiting for the house to burn itself out.

Why waste the energy and make people angry, and give myself a reputation with no other outcome? Why am I even worrying about it? There's tracker jackers too.

Its the burning house. Its just going to get hotter. People are only going to wake up on their own time, and a lot if them are going to die in the process, but there's nothing I can do about it. I can see it burning, and I can see exactly how I will be burned.

This world is far too broken,  and we (yes, we) are far too uneducated and indoctrinated. But its hopeless until kingdom come. The house will burn to the ground, and hopefully, I'll be there having watched it burn, and be able to build a new house outside of the arena.

The noble thing to do would be to save the burning people. But honestly, their souls are more important. Their bodies are too far gone.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Fishing line, what?

I've been abnormally ill the past few months.  Not saying, I'm the picture of health, but my body has decided to take me down more frequently than is usual as of late. And its nothing certifiable. Mostly, its headaches and short bouts of returned-meals. The headache that kept me home from school/work today lasted three days and kept me away from a newborn baby I've been dying to meet.

My conclusion: stress. Its the only thing that fits. My dad asked what I could possibly be so stressed about, then told me to not let my kids get to me so much. On that one count, he's right. On the other... I have disrespectful, low achieving, and undermotivated children that I must prepare for a very hard test over 8000ish years of history in 15 weeks. Not to mention teaching Wednesdays and some Sundays to a youth group that is drowning. Among other things I've taken on. I think a lot of the problem is that I've taken all this on MY shoulders and haven't been leaning on the Lord. Quite honestly, I've never really learned how to do that. Instead, I complain a lot and keep pressing on.  The stress may be taking me out, but it seems his is also a spiritual wake-up call.

So here I am confessing that sin, and trying to do the cast your care thing. Honestly, its quite hard.  For me.

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him and he will make straight your paths. Be not wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and turn away from evil. It will be healing to your flesh and refreshment to your bones." Pv 3:5-8

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Quoth the raven... gimme your gold.

Today, I am making a study of the phenomenon in which the corporate establishment proliferates the collective hive mind by repeated propaganda messaging and the large scale simulation of war and the illusion of meaningful allegiance and affinity.

In other words, I'm going to a super bowl party.  Good to be aware, though. :)