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thoughts of grace.: recollection of a dream.
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Thursday, September 24, 2009. Recollection of a dream. Tuesday, September 22, 2009. Just another Tuesday. Or so I thought. Woke up, went to class, attended chapel. Saw Evan. He looked and acted calm, cool, and collected. Apparently that’s not what was going on inside. Went to another class. Went to my room to kill time before I had to head to Allie’s office for some mysterious meeting…. This was not one of those times. Allie picks up her phone to “find out where those other girls ended up”. So there I am...
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thoughts of grace.: December 2008
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008. Maybe, just maybe. Maybe im not cut out to be a counselor. Everytime i encounter someone needing advice, its like i just looked at myself in a giant mirror. a giant mirror exposing my every downfall. I advise someone about their situation, and im left sitting there convicted by my own words. I hear myself talking to someone about what they need to change in their life, and meanwhile i'm feeling like the hugest hypocrite in the world. Just a little overwhelming. Maybe i would d...
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thoughts of grace.: training.
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Saturday, February 21, 2009. A thousand words racing through my head. Not one will cease long enough to drink. Water from the well of articulation,. Not one word escapes. Escapes from an inconsistent pace on a. Course of which serves no purpose. There is no prize,. Running only resulting in exhaustion. Exhaustion from over-use,. Rest, silly words. Freedom is yours if only you cease. Long enough to drink. You’re only baby words. Stuck in a rut of self-discovery. Timing, sweet words. Wait for timing.
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thoughts of grace.: eat the whole grapefruit.
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Wednesday, January 21, 2009. Eat the whole grapefruit. Either you're fully surrendered to God or you're not surrendered at all. Surrender is just not one of those things you can do half-way. You could be half-sincere in your prayers. You could half-trust God with your future. Shoot, you could even eat half a grapefruit. But you cant half-surrender your life to God. Granted, its possible to surrender some areas of your life to God, and not others, but seriously. is that really surrender? Processing the su...
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thoughts of grace.: May 2009
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Tuesday, May 5, 2009. Ah, to be freed from the tyranny of forced articulation. To set my words free. Free to soar at will. To no longer be told:. To be released from the hold of manipulative literacy. I long to dance upon the page. My hand, it desires to run. To skip, to jump. My words are full of joy. Full of loss and gain. Yet you wouldn’t know it. For confinement of expression. But persevere, anxious words. Your sentence is temporal. With the sun comes your manifestation. In forms as never before.
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thoughts of grace.: whichever.
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Tuesday, May 5, 2009. Ah, to be freed from the tyranny of forced articulation. To set my words free. Free to soar at will. To no longer be told:. To be released from the hold of manipulative literacy. I long to dance upon the page. My hand, it desires to run. To skip, to jump. My words are full of joy. Full of loss and gain. Yet you wouldn’t know it. For confinement of expression. But persevere, anxious words. Your sentence is temporal. With the sun comes your manifestation. In forms as never before.
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thoughts of grace.: July 2009
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Friday, July 3, 2009. I, the utensil. I, the spoon. Sometimes even the knife. Effective, on occasion. No intent of alimentation. A spoon does not nourish. A fork does not feed. A knife does not fulfill. Through self created will]. Rather the Hand that lifts the spoon. 8230; on occasion employs the spoon. I, the utensil. According to the need. A spoon to smoothly glide. A fork to probe. Even a knife to sever. The utensil of excess with unseen necessity. As present at meals of importance]. And so I wait.
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thoughts of grace.: dont forget where you are.
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Sunday, March 15, 2009. Dont forget where you are. If there were any place better for you than the one in which you find yourself, Divine Love would have placed you there." - Charles Spurgeon. I think to some extent we all experience that intense longing. That longing for what is to come. Always striving. Always seeking. Always looking ahead. As if God’s will for our lives starts after the completion of our 5 year plan. I submit that it is. The kid that I nanny for seems to have the same problem. Putting...
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thoughts of grace.: September 2009
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Thursday, September 24, 2009. Recollection of a dream. Tuesday, September 22, 2009. Just another Tuesday. Or so I thought. Woke up, went to class, attended chapel. Saw Evan. He looked and acted calm, cool, and collected. Apparently that’s not what was going on inside. Went to another class. Went to my room to kill time before I had to head to Allie’s office for some mysterious meeting…. This was not one of those times. Allie picks up her phone to “find out where those other girls ended up”. So there I am...
