Thursday, September 23, 2010

the hardest place to stand...

is at the place where words are lost in silence.

The poetic aspect of my soul strives to decorate my thoughts with delicate word choices. I am attracted to intentional over articulation and prepared sentence structures. In my weakest form, I have a loss for the concept of letters and word meanings all together. In such moments of overwhelming weakness, Christ gives me strength to stand. In His strength, I am moved beyond mere verbal expressions of existence. When I fall into a speechless void, He catches me in the scriptures of His spoken promises. I stand, only because of His love.

"But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me." - 2 Corinthians 12:9


Wednesday, September 15, 2010


when you are worn out.. it's not the best time to work on tricks. clearly. i wasnt supposed to fall like that. ha

Thursday, September 9, 2010

oh. my. hilarity.

a) I find this both disturbing and hilarious.
b) Prepare to be confused.
c) Prepare to laugh.

you're welcome.