i often wonder much
of things i have considered
i sit back and reflect
upon the times that’ve passed
i do not look back with regret
for these things surely have brought me here–
to the place that i currently stand
and i love where i stand
and i shall not be moved
unless the Mover make me move
because that’s what matters
change is inevitable
change is good
change is scary
change is exhilerating
change is necessary
change is beautiful
and why would we not wish to pass up these things–
just to stay safe–
when we were not meant to live our lives–
in a humdrum fashion
for change is sometimes a wished companion
and, in the end–
Change shapes us into what we are meant to become
Change
Hearts’ Dialogue
i love my friends so very dearly.
this week, i have been speaking to my best friends in Modern English (Noooo… it’s not called Old English…no matter what you may think. You’d probably not even know how to pronounce many words in Old English… it’s so complex). It has been so much fun. If I could but speak in such a tounge forever, that I would. It is both entertaining and serves as a sort of exercise for ones creativity.
Cool thing is… this speech hath placed inspiration in mine pen. But it also seems to inspire my friends as well. I believe everyone should be published in something. So, I implore you to read a little verse from one of my best friends.
“Untitled”
Levi
Oh for your freedom sweet dear meadows and sweet hills;
For your wild flowers and your skies of glory
How I desire thy companionship.
The poem below, my conversation poem, is based upon one of the most enchanting movies I have seen…. yep ladies and gents…. this poem is inspired by Disney’s Enchanted.
Love it!
”Hearts’ Dialogue”
Wherewith, were thou so surely removed–
That thy gaze no longer marks mine image
Thy hasty affections move this swiftly as well
For how could one possibly tell–
If thy judgement was but flawed
—
Dear Lady, I doth protest
Thine swift judgement, also
Doest thou not believe in Love so well
That thine heart would not know–
That thine affections have changed with Time
I doth believe that I see it in thine Eye
—
Mark my words–and mine Eye
That surely I must swiftly Die–
Away from such a lingering Doubt
And away from the Suffocating World
Before I doth place mine Hand into thine
–
Wilst thou abide happily ever afterall?
–
Perhaps we shall just live
i wish i could write
i wish i could post what i just wrote…
sometimes… you need to write out what you feel and tear it to shreds
at least i know that my creativity isn’t being leery of me
Old School
yesterday was Pilgrim Sunday at church. So, that meant that we had morning service with a pot luck afterwards. So, we didn’t have night service…. soooooo….
i went rollerblading for the first time in 7 years yesterday
it was amazing!!!
went to the rink that i used to go to all the time when i was little. it looked exactly the same! and you betcha that i went up to the dj and asked him to play all the old songs that i used to skate to. so, we definitely skated to some Goo Goo Dolls and Spice Girls. i know i’m a dork. but it was fun. i have no idea why my mother let me listen to Spice Girls when I was little. the only thing that made me disappointed was that they didn’t have Ace of Base. they used to play Ace of Base alllll the time and it rocked!!!
i haven’t felt like really writing anything original lately. well… i guess that’s not right. i just haven’t felt the inspiration for anything. it’s not so much fun.
i think that i’m definitely going to be brainstorming a little later on this evening. we shall see if anything comes out of it.
just wanted to update you all on what’s going on in my life.
stay tuned.
writer’s block is a waste of time
I really need to write or I’ll go crazy.
I have way too much on my mind.
I guess I can start working on a praise and worship song that I came up with on Sunday. I always tend to come up with song ideas when my Pastor preaches. So, I’ll write down what I have so far.
“My God, My Savior”
You are the Way
You are the Truth
And I’m going to live my life for You
You died on the cross
And you made the way
So, I’ll live every day
Give everything
For You!
Jesus, You have saved me
From a life full of sin
And today, I’ll dedicate my life
Lord, please come in
We praise You with Thanksgiving
For the life that You gave
And we’ll share You with all the nations
That through You they’ll be saved
You are the Way
You are the Truth
And I’m going to live my life for You
You died on the cross
And you made the way
So, I’ll live every day
I’ll give everything
For You!!!
My Lord, My Savior
My Hope forever
My God, My King
You’re everything!
My Lord, My Savior
My Hope forever
My God, My King
You’re everything!
You are the Way
You are the Truth
And I will live my life for You
You died on the cross
And you made a way
So, I’ll live everyday
I’ll give everything
I’ll live everyday
I’ll give everything
I’ll live everyday
I’ll give everything
For You!
—
that feels a little better
oh… just so you know… the melody to the song is kinda Hillsong United-esque
God Bless Chilly Days
Today was amazing!!
I love my Wednesday/Friday classes. They are easy and I enjoy them.
My guitar class was cancelled today… boo on that.
So, I walked to Einstein’s Bros. Bagels and got a scrumptious cup of aromatic Earl Grey tea and walked about my campus that is abundant with pine trees. So, the many aromas and the chilly weather made me so happy.
I can’t wait for the temps to really start plunging. Low 50’s is cool… but the lower the temps the better.
It snowed on my 19th birthday. Maybe it’ll snow on my 21st? I hope so!
I’m watching The Science of Storm Chasing right now!! It is so exciting. I love violent storms. I’ve always wanted to chase tornadoes since Twister came out. I used to want to be a meteorologist but I am not a fan of math and science. So, I will hopefully make it one of my hobbies. I am hoping to go Tornado chasing this next summer. I’m going to try and make this summer awesome. My pal Mallory and I are going to chill in Cali this summer for hopefully 2 weeks.
The only thing I’m worried about is that I’m probably going to have to take summer school. After an advisement session, I realized that my planned schedule isn’t going to be practical. I am taking 18 hours next semester. I have what’s called Methods Block my first semster of my senior year. My advisor said that she doesn’t recommend taking more than one class with Methods. I was planning on taking 9 hours with my 9 hour Methods block. But… I heard that if you do that you might as well commit academic suicide. So, I might have to take those 9 hours in summer school in order to graduate on time.
I hate the school system sometimes.
this week hasn’t been very productive writing wise.
i have too much going on in my head to get things out.
so, that’s about it for now.
Life is crazy.
But it’s worth it!
Beautiful
what if we re-thought beauty?
what if we forgot what it meant–
to judge our brothers and our sisters
based upon how much time they’ve spent
on different masks for their faces
why do we cover our true form?
do we see how our God made us?
or has the facade become our norm?
Cause the beauty of man is all I see
And this credo I live is what I belive
I wish that the world could only see
That all God made… is beautiful
So beautiful
The life most girls live is cosmetic
No one hardly see’s the real girl inside
And I don’t believe it’s genetic
For a girl to want to cover her face and hide
The worth that’s true
is really up to you
Go ahead and decide
To show the real you or to hide
Cause the beauty of man is all I see
And this credo I live is what I belive
I wish that the world could only see
That all God made… is beautiful
So beautiful
I Mistook You For An Angel
Upon our meeting’s end
When you turned away
I can only smile
For I believe-
I have something to say
A feather rested upon your shoulder
It seemed uncannily right
And for a second I believed
You’d spread your wings and take flight
I mistook you for an angel
For a moment so quick so brief
I cannot help but laugh
However, I’m relived
For an angel cannot love
A meer mortal such as I
And if you’d ask me for my heart
It would be something I could not deny
Your presence no longer inhabits this place
And although I can’t see your face
I can sense the smallest trace
Of the beauty that I remember
And I still see that feather on your shoulder
For beauty is in the eye of the beholder…
Right?
music makes the melancholy…
not so melancholy… sometimes.
i am so thankful that i joined Phil Wickham’s Mobile Mob.
i came back from my morning class and decided to take a much deserved and much needed nap.
i forgot to set the alarm.
at 12:15pm CST… my phone goes off with a text message from Phil sending a pic.
i look at the clock and see this time and immediately jump out of bed
my next class would be starting at 12:30pm CST
so, i would like to personally thank Phil Wickham for his Mob… because I was saved from missing a quiz that would have been devestating to my grade if i missed it. you aren’t allowed to make up anything in college… at least not in my college.
so yes… today has been an amazing day!!!
thanks Phil!
Not Forgotten
I think about you often
And I wish you could see
That you are not forgotten
My dear lost friend
When I pick up this pen
Words for you replace the ink
And I remember when
Such bittersweet memories
You are not forgotten
I think about you often
And today I wish…
