Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The only way I can "let it go."

3. Resolved, instead of merely saying "I'll pray for you" whether to comfort you or with every intention to do so later, to pray for you right then, and to entrust you, your cares, my care for you, and my care for your cares to One who is able to do immeasurably more and to comfort far more abundantly than vain words and possibly forgotten promises to pray.

握緊雙手將祝福傳遞

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Now you see unveiled.

“Are the gods not just?”

“Oh no, child.
"What would become of us if they were?
"But come and see."

CSL, Till We Have Faces

Monday, September 14, 2009

On Comprehending Little

All-knowing, all-good God, in mercy take captive my every thought... hope... fear... doubt. Plant me, and I will not be shaken. Give us more Grace today, and a full Grace, for for her to live is Christ.

Your thoughts are higher than mine
Your words are deeper than mine
Your love is stronger than mine // Jason Upton

Monday, August 31, 2009

God I want You more than to be used by You.

Lord make this true of my heart.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

"Ambivalent toward" should not be confused with "having made peace with."

Today a robot friend and I browsed at a store with tees made for me.

one of them was along the lines of

I?
NY
and I liked it very much but not for $38.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

If Only It Worked This Way

Joshua: so fug
what u wants for your bday
Sent at 10:46 PM on Tuesday
me: oooo
i dont need anything
Sent at 10:49 PM on Tuesday
Joshua: i see
so what do you want
me: a rain check

My brother and mom are in town next week to visit and help me move to my new apartment!

Monday, June 29, 2009

Just a New York Poem

Nikki Giovanni

i wanted to take
your hand and run with you
together toward
ourselves down the street to your street
i wanted to laugh aloud
and skip the notes past
the marquee advertising "women
in love" past the record
shop with "The Spirit
In The Dark" past the smoke shop
past the park and no
parking today signs
past the people watching me in
my blue velvet and i don't remember
what you wore but only that i didn't want
anything to be wearing you
i wanted to give
myself to the cyclone that is
your arms
and let you in the eye of my hurricane and know
the calm before

and some fall evening
after the cocktails
and the very expensive and very bad
steak served with day-old baked potatoes
after the second cup of coffee taken
while listening to the rejected
violin player
maybe some fall evening
when the taxis have passed yo uby
and that light sort of rain
that occasionally falls in new york begins
you'll take a thought
and laugh aloud
the notes carrying all the way over
to me and we'll run again
together
toward each other
yes?