I Just Want to Say, Thanks.

Hmmm. I've lost my blogging momentum. I've been busy, plus blogging seems rather blah to me right now. Not sure what that means, but I guess thats what they call writer's block. I dunno though. I've written a couple posts, but they're in my draft folder and there they shall probably remain. They're rather emotional, dramatic scores that are probably best left unpublished.

>insert thank yous from the readership<
You're welcome.

I always seem to jump back on the blogging band wagon though. So ready or not, I'll be back.

I want to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving and dear times with friends and loved ones. I am thankful for you. I am thankful for my family. I am thankful that though "I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me..." And that means everything in the world to me right now. I am nothing and have nothing, besides who He is and what He bestows.

Oh and one more thing. Holiday or no holiday, I just want to encourage you to count your many blessings, name them one by one. I have been, and I'll be honest-- I was surprised to see (and blessed just knowing) what the Lord has done.

"Master Forgive, and Inspire Us Anew"

"Oh God, stamp eternity on my eyeballs!"

"When I see the church in the New Testament... They didn't have stately buildings. They didn't have paid evangelists. They didn't have a lot of money. They didn't have organization. They weren't able to get on TV and beg. But I'll tell you what they did, THEY TURNED THE WORLD UPSIDE DOWN!"

"For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ; that every one may receive the things done in his body, according to that he hath done, whether it be good or bad." 2 Cor. 5:10

What do you think? Do you see the "church" today as a success or failure? Do you struggle to keep an eternal perspective? Which quote from this sermon struck you as most profound or convicting?

To Be a Woman

Another week. Another month. A month wherein I pass from the years of adolescence and into the twenties. I don't know whether this is extremely relevant. I mean, I sincerely hope that the marking of my twentieth birthday will symbolize a significant jump on the measuring stick of "maturity". But some how I doubt it. Thats ok. I'm content. I've tried to force it before when I felt everyone was poised and waiting expectantly for "my blossoming". An old, but appropriate analogy would be forcing a rose bud open. Petals tend to break off or wilt, because of meddling fingers and too much effort.

There are those days I miss being carefree as a child. We all enjoy our moments. (unless we really are still a kid, then we want nothing but to be an adult). Then there are the days I struggle to define myself as a true woman instead of a girl. To me, as a child, the word woman described someone with so much more grace, self-control, and wisdom than I possess right now.

Elisabeth Elliot's quote "maturity starts with the willingness to give of oneself" pretty much pins the crown on a true woman. I speak as an adult. I'm often mistaken for someone older than I am. But herein lies the struggle. I am more willing to give of my words, then my self. I am more willing to give of my words, than my time. Its the simple things--the day to day-- and the "little" opportunities I seem to be missing. Lord, open my eyes. Wake up O womanhood.

The Face

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When I am faithless, He is faithful.
When mine fail, His plans prevail.
When I fail, His mercy endures.
Without Him, I am nothing.

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