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| Ahh, fresh reminders of constant truths. He is God and I am not. He's in heaven and here I am. Not in heaven, but on earth.. but I don't belong where I am, ain't that the truth.
Yesss, you are God in heaven.
So there WILL be suffering. Kind of like Gautama's or Camus' absurd human condition. Close, but no cigar. There will be sorrow and sadness and death. But look at something bigger, friends. The light at the end of the tunnel. I am an alien, temporary resident.. just passing through. A guest. You and I have got someplace to go. So let's not settle, let's not be complacent. That is probably my biggest fear. Move your feet. Make some noise. There's much to be done, so let's do it. "With excellence." Let this be a reminder for you, Grace. And what's to fear? You've got the truth of God, the Master and Creator of the Universe, to hold onto.
With the new year, one day is just the same as the next. Years pass, seasons change, we all grow old and grey. But our identity in Christ is ALWAYS the same, because God is always the same. Always. Was and will be forever. "I Am who I Am."
Bless those with the gift of vocabulary and accurate expression and the ability to relay thoughts well. Bless the name of God.
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| frustration driven by in-eloquence
irony of the constraint of words
it's something bigger, inexplicable
measuring a glass of milk with a ruler
is all in vain
the beautiful paradox by which i'm saved
by which i'm alive
too many ideas, too few words, too small a mind
seems illogical, seems irrational, some may call it emotional
but a truth that requires trust that yields peace that transcends all understanding
all of this, creation and abstract notions and all the things we rely on the planets in orbit our hearts beating, you hold it all
what is the popular verdict, it doesn't matter
that perception is skewed anyway
maybe it's the struggling artist in all of us
trying to relay messages to others but nothing really makes the cut
in our minds
but it doesn't matter
we're all struggling
i probably can't help you with these little hands
but i certainly know someone who can
absolutely everything is
from Him, through us, back to Him
Camus would call it the absurd, i'm still at square one, my writing hasn't gotten any better, i've still got laundry to do and assignments to complete
maybe he had a point with Sisyphus overcoming his inescapable state, the hand he was dealt
because through Him, i've transcended the conditions, to look past, overlook it, to something deeper, more meaningful
so here am i
completely in awe
what else can i do but worship?
if this turns into a song, i'm going to laugh at myself
if this turns into a song, i'm going to laugh at myself
where is the mail? where is the mail? this is getting out of hand
i'm anxious, i need to calm myself
but where is the mail? i'm waiting for a parcel
i spent it all in one place
so this is the release everyone's been talking about
but then again, who is everyone?
who is anyone?
i can't sing, i can't write, i can't rhyme, i can't dance, i certainly can't speak
then what am i doing? well, nothing for anyone else
just for the One with all i've got, these little hands
where am i?
here am i
connotations notations annotations miscommunication
look beyond the labels and the names and the titles
to see every single person as an infinitely valuable soul
to see them through Christ's eyes
how extraordinary would that be?
i should have ended this long before
but what does should even mean?
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| Wow.
God is so good.
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| ear pierced
housed: Main 322 (16x11, 1-room triple)
roommates from NJ and MO
well-fed
no mosquitoes here
recovered from jet lag
excited, anxious, tired, relaxed, restless, and everything in between spent lots of time in the department store
watched wanted (aunt traumatized), bought shoes, makeup
what a comfortable time
VIP = free indoor parking, discounts, nice lounge-y parlor place, mad perks quality time spent talking
thinking
babies! sooo cute. ("eemo"  )
wedding video
pre-register for classes (!!!)
send picture for vassar ID
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| Killer is getting so big fat rowdy playful hyper
Crazy reactions to mosquito bites (see doctor?)
Get MMR test
Don't ddong in my room, Killer
Pre-register for classes
Pack for Korea
Wake up friend
Wake up
School
Read sleep eat work relax grow mature be patient tolerant loving healthy
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