476. The concert going so well yesterday!
477. Mr. Z grinning the entire time
478. We didn't miss our entrance, and the iffy string didn't pop
479. I was able to get back into the building after locking myself out!
480. JP following me around strumming like a Cupid
481. Laughing with F
482. Talking to D before the concert
483. The snacks that filled us
484. The awkward picture with friends
485. A being hilarious and great at trumpet
486. LN's killer stare
487. Not too long till S returns to Ohio!!!
488. Christmas break from orchestra, and five Monday nights with my family
489. Starting to think about Christmas
490.The way that Christmas wraps up everything
491. Prayers for J
492. Wondering, all the time... How can I help H?
493. H being strong, but crying with me, and the way friends are called to help each other, through tears and rejoicing
494. Letters from F and H that struck a chord
495. Finding my hoodie!
496. "I hear that something that makes your voice different that everyone else's!"
497. Waiting for a long time for something good
498. Chores being done and school progressing
499. Voicemail conversations with S
500. Tracing the lines on the walls while talking with a friend. How perfect, happy, and nice!
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Thanksgiving 461-475
461. A concert to play in on Monday
462. One to go to tonight
463. Big ideas that just might work
464. Reasonable friends with logical questions
465. JP approving of my thought process. YES!
466. All my music learned, except one part
467. That one part keeping me practicing, even when I want to stop
468. Meetings that (might) accomplish something
469. Funny football conversations
470. Cold weather that is accompanied by Christmas!
471. The giant map that is forming, ever so slowly, on my wall
472. Knowing that I have more to be thankful for than I can ever count, even if I can't see it
473. Talking to F on the phone, and wondering if she is better, but knowing she promised to be fine soon
474. S being home, even if I can't see her
475. Stuff to do to keep me from missing S and D and T
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
A New Blog!
I was told, by a professional photographer, that starting a photo blog would be a good thing. So I did. If you want to see my photography, visit Rachel Lambert Photography. If you want to read, stay here!
On The Eve of Thanksgiving...
Tonight Tim and I sit on the trampoline, watching the sunset, and preparing ourselves for Thanksgiving. We have decided to write down what we think:
God is good.
Sunsets are beautiful.
America is home.
The jet-trails overhead aren't followed by missiles to crush us.
We have hope.
Sisters are weird.
God is good.
Sunsets are beautiful.
America is home.
The jet-trails overhead aren't followed by missiles to crush us.
We have hope.
Sisters are weird.
Monday, November 19, 2012
On The People Who Have Helped...
Recently I realized just how thankful I ought to be for several people. Maybe it's a teenager thing to not be thankful enough for people who guide you through life, or maybe it's just not natural to anyone to be thankful. In any case, I could have just added them to the thanksgiving list, but I think an entire post for them is more fitting.
I am thankful for people who push me towards God, whether I like the process or not.
My parents are the first who come to mind, and the ones I know I ought to thank God for the most. They have been the ones who have pulled me up and nudged me on toward godliness and, ultimately, happiness. They have listened to my words, cried and laughed with me, taught me from day one, and run after me whenever I strayed. If it weren't for them, I would be a wreck.
Pastor:
He has double checked to make sure I view the Puritans correctly. =) I know he would double check to make sure I view the world and God correctly. I am thankful for him!
A Few Friends:
There are several who have pushed me to do the right thing at various times.It isn't always easy to do the right thing, and it is even harder to encourage someone sometimes. I'm thankful for these people who have been brave enough to confront me!
It begins to make me feel that there is no way I can fall too far. There are so many levels of "nets" to catch me. God is so good to give me people who love me as themselves, and this makes me want to love my neighbor more.
"Two are better than one, Because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion. But woe to him who is alone when he falls, For he has no one to help him up."
-Ecclesiastes 4:9, 10 NKJV
I am thankful for people who push me towards God, whether I like the process or not.
My parents are the first who come to mind, and the ones I know I ought to thank God for the most. They have been the ones who have pulled me up and nudged me on toward godliness and, ultimately, happiness. They have listened to my words, cried and laughed with me, taught me from day one, and run after me whenever I strayed. If it weren't for them, I would be a wreck.
Pastor:
He has double checked to make sure I view the Puritans correctly. =) I know he would double check to make sure I view the world and God correctly. I am thankful for him!
A Few Friends:
There are several who have pushed me to do the right thing at various times.It isn't always easy to do the right thing, and it is even harder to encourage someone sometimes. I'm thankful for these people who have been brave enough to confront me!
It begins to make me feel that there is no way I can fall too far. There are so many levels of "nets" to catch me. God is so good to give me people who love me as themselves, and this makes me want to love my neighbor more.
"Two are better than one, Because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion. But woe to him who is alone when he falls, For he has no one to help him up."
-Ecclesiastes 4:9, 10 NKJV
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Walking Pictures
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| We went walking today, by the creek. I'm thankful for days like this. Worries and stress give way to perfect peace. That's all. |
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Saturday, November 17, 2012
On a CONTEST...
I'm sorry for not writing for a while. I've been sorting through a lot at times, stuff too deep for the Internet. The rest of the time I've been enjoying the fall, school, Thanksgiving prep, and my family. We keep busy.
Here's something you should read and respond to:
What would you like to see here? What do you like to read, and what would you like more of? Let me know what your favorite posts have been, and how I can improve.
And how about a bit of a contest?
To enter: share this blog around. I trust you all, so you tell me how many times and where you share it, and each time will count as an entry.
The prize: Well, I'm on a budget, so the prize is kind of original... You can pick any topic/style/assignment/length of a post you want me to try and write. I will not rest until it is written and posted for you. Have fun, be creative, laugh at me if you want, pry into my life if you so desire, and enjoy!
Entries are to be placed as comments to *this* post, beginning at the moment this is published. The polls will close on Saturday the 24th, one week from today, at 10 pm. Comment each time you share. The drawing winner will be announced on Monday the 26th.
Please share your favorite, previous post; not this one (it isn't very interesting).
Go!
Here's something you should read and respond to:
What would you like to see here? What do you like to read, and what would you like more of? Let me know what your favorite posts have been, and how I can improve.
And how about a bit of a contest?
To enter: share this blog around. I trust you all, so you tell me how many times and where you share it, and each time will count as an entry.
The prize: Well, I'm on a budget, so the prize is kind of original... You can pick any topic/style/assignment/length of a post you want me to try and write. I will not rest until it is written and posted for you. Have fun, be creative, laugh at me if you want, pry into my life if you so desire, and enjoy!
Entries are to be placed as comments to *this* post, beginning at the moment this is published. The polls will close on Saturday the 24th, one week from today, at 10 pm. Comment each time you share. The drawing winner will be announced on Monday the 26th.
Please share your favorite, previous post; not this one (it isn't very interesting).
Go!
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Thanksgiving List 444-460
Some days I don't really feel that thankful, and listing really helps...
444. Grandma, and the life she lived, and how much I want to be like her
445. Not being hungry
446. A mom who hugs me anyway
447. Conversations with cousins that pry into what I believe
448. Realizing how ridiculously amazing Christianity is
449. Knowing what to do, even when it's hard
450. Friends who are concerned
451. H crying with me
452. S writing back again and again
453. Phone talks with B
454. Letters to and from H
455. The time we spent in Indiana
456. Healing hurting and itching, but being hope-filled
457. Snickerdoodles on Monday nights
458. Having the best parents ever!!
459. Being honest, and the hope of it all
460. F being my favorite stand partner yet!
444. Grandma, and the life she lived, and how much I want to be like her
445. Not being hungry
446. A mom who hugs me anyway
447. Conversations with cousins that pry into what I believe
448. Realizing how ridiculously amazing Christianity is
449. Knowing what to do, even when it's hard
450. Friends who are concerned
451. H crying with me
452. S writing back again and again
453. Phone talks with B
454. Letters to and from H
455. The time we spent in Indiana
456. Healing hurting and itching, but being hope-filled
457. Snickerdoodles on Monday nights
458. Having the best parents ever!!
459. Being honest, and the hope of it all
460. F being my favorite stand partner yet!
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
On Dignity and Just Not Having Answers...
Strength and dignity are supposed to be my clothing, but sometimes that is nearly impossible. I sin, and the honesty that forces upon me does not make me want to stand tall and look you in the eye. I want to hide and never be taken seriously.
But...what about strength and dignity? Of course, I've learned to avoid the sin that tears dignity to shreds, but what can return my dignity to me? And what IS this dignity? Where ought I to find my reassurance? What is godly strength in a woman?
I just don't know. Not right now.
But...what about strength and dignity? Of course, I've learned to avoid the sin that tears dignity to shreds, but what can return my dignity to me? And what IS this dignity? Where ought I to find my reassurance? What is godly strength in a woman?
I just don't know. Not right now.
Friday, November 9, 2012
On Driving...
I put down my crochet work and lifted the camera to save what the sky looked like tonight.
Driving through fields in Indiana just before sundown was a beautiful thing. And I wondered, which devalued the day more blatantly: ignoring it, or trying to capture it?
The cars around us were full of travelers... from states near and far. And some of them from Ohio, which is home now. All of us watching the sun set, with thoughts thrown around in the silence that Indianan fields seem to require.
We were there, and in a Midwestern way, I felt I knew them.
The piles of sand near a construction site on the side of the road brought Joplin back to mind. Hard it is, this going West, but not that far.
I wondered what it felt like to live in an RV sunk deep into one square at a camp ground. To squat there, under this sky.
Or to be that man at the rest stop. Sitting, under the sky.
And that's why I liked Indiana today– it was the sky.
Driving through fields in Indiana just before sundown was a beautiful thing. And I wondered, which devalued the day more blatantly: ignoring it, or trying to capture it?
The cars around us were full of travelers... from states near and far. And some of them from Ohio, which is home now. All of us watching the sun set, with thoughts thrown around in the silence that Indianan fields seem to require.
We were there, and in a Midwestern way, I felt I knew them.
The piles of sand near a construction site on the side of the road brought Joplin back to mind. Hard it is, this going West, but not that far.
I wondered what it felt like to live in an RV sunk deep into one square at a camp ground. To squat there, under this sky.
Or to be that man at the rest stop. Sitting, under the sky.
And that's why I liked Indiana today– it was the sky.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
I Feel...
EXCITED:
Adventure begins tomorrow!
Sad:
What a DAY!
Tired:
Just one more test and a run, THEN I can go to bed!
Happy:
Life is good...really!
Nervous:
Always nervous while packing!
Thankful:
Such good memories with packing.
Impertinent:
I think it's the day...and Pride and Prejudice! ;-)
Full:
Of knowledge. No more will fit tonight. The end. No room in the inn!
Ready:
For bed.
(Comment and tell me how YOU feel! Right now!)
Adventure begins tomorrow!
Sad:
What a DAY!
Tired:
Just one more test and a run, THEN I can go to bed!
Happy:
Life is good...really!
Nervous:
Always nervous while packing!
Thankful:
Such good memories with packing.
Impertinent:
I think it's the day...and Pride and Prejudice! ;-)
Full:
Of knowledge. No more will fit tonight. The end. No room in the inn!
Ready:
For bed.
(Comment and tell me how YOU feel! Right now!)
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Thanksgiving 426-443
426. A movie with Tim
427. Being busy
428. A yarn gift from Mrs. L
429. Finishing up projects
430. Pride and Prejudice in school
431. Knowing the answers to the test
432. Discovering hidden fears to lay before the Lord
433. That He welcomes me to bring everything to Him
434. That I get to face those fears and WILL conquer, by God's grace
435. Learning to let go of my desire for control
436. The plans for the next few months
437. The trip this summer that changed me
438. Wanting to go back-- so bad
439. Grandpa- "Did you vote right?"
440. God is in control of America
441. Hope springing again
442. Crying at 5:30 am, and the day improving
443. Talking to S, and how she tried to call me when I really needed it
427. Being busy
428. A yarn gift from Mrs. L
429. Finishing up projects
430. Pride and Prejudice in school
431. Knowing the answers to the test
432. Discovering hidden fears to lay before the Lord
433. That He welcomes me to bring everything to Him
434. That I get to face those fears and WILL conquer, by God's grace
435. Learning to let go of my desire for control
436. The plans for the next few months
437. The trip this summer that changed me
438. Wanting to go back-- so bad
439. Grandpa- "Did you vote right?"
440. God is in control of America
441. Hope springing again
442. Crying at 5:30 am, and the day improving
443. Talking to S, and how she tried to call me when I really needed it
Bible Verses For Today...
"O Lord, how long shall I cry, And You will not hear? Even cry out to You, “Violence!” And You will not save. Why do You show me iniquity, And cause me to see trouble? For plundering and violence are before me; There is strife, and contention arises. Therefore the law is powerless, And justice never goes forth. For the wicked surround the righteous; Therefore perverse judgment proceeds. “Look among the nations and watch— Be utterly astounded! For I will work a work in your days Which you would not believe, though it were told you."
(Habakkuk 1:2-5 NKJV)
"Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls— Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation."
(Habakkuk 3:17, 18 NKJV)
(Habakkuk 1:2-5 NKJV)
"Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls— Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation."
(Habakkuk 3:17, 18 NKJV)
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
On Politics On Election Day...
Today it is decided: who will lead our country for the next four years. And I admit I was nervous for a while! What would happen to our country if our current president continues in office?
And this is why I cannot think well of him:
Any man who does not submit to the laws God has put in place for the world creates his own standard for morality, and shakes his fist at his creator. A country that supports that is anything but Christian.
I've started listening to Christmas music already, and the lyrics to "Do You Hear What I Hear" bothered me. Can you imagine how history would be different if the king HAD admitted and proclaimed that Christ would "bring us goodness and light"?
Herod was a king who shook his fist at God, loved his power, knew no one could take it from him, and (oh, the similarities) approved (ordered) the killing of thousands of babies.
But if Christ had received honor instead of derision and hatred... Obviously, Christ's death (and all the apparent dishonor that it included) was God's plan.
People who shook their fists at their Creator crucified Him, and because of that I HAVE LIFE!
"But as for you, you meant evil against me; but God meant it for good, in order to bring it about as it is this day, to save many people alive."
(Genesis 50:20 NKJV)
Have a happy Election Day, and remember, no matter what happens:
"The king’s heart is in the hand of the Lord, Like the rivers of water; He turns it wherever He wishes."
(Proverbs 21:1 NKJV)
And this is why I cannot think well of him:
Any man who does not submit to the laws God has put in place for the world creates his own standard for morality, and shakes his fist at his creator. A country that supports that is anything but Christian.
I've started listening to Christmas music already, and the lyrics to "Do You Hear What I Hear" bothered me. Can you imagine how history would be different if the king HAD admitted and proclaimed that Christ would "bring us goodness and light"?
Herod was a king who shook his fist at God, loved his power, knew no one could take it from him, and (oh, the similarities) approved (ordered) the killing of thousands of babies.
But if Christ had received honor instead of derision and hatred... Obviously, Christ's death (and all the apparent dishonor that it included) was God's plan.
People who shook their fists at their Creator crucified Him, and because of that I HAVE LIFE!
"But as for you, you meant evil against me; but God meant it for good, in order to bring it about as it is this day, to save many people alive."
(Genesis 50:20 NKJV)
Have a happy Election Day, and remember, no matter what happens:
"The king’s heart is in the hand of the Lord, Like the rivers of water; He turns it wherever He wishes."
(Proverbs 21:1 NKJV)
Monday, November 5, 2012
Thanksgiving 400-425
400. Books!
401. Running feeling good
402. Sectionals tonight
403. Oregon football on TV in Ohio
404. U of O doing so well
405. 23 more countries mapped on my wall
406. John's ninja dodge- so funny!
407. Funny conversations at church
408. Funny friends
409. Being able to laugh freely
410. Amy giving great blog advice
411. Amy is my friend!!
412. Spinach sandwiches
413. The fish tank, and the memories it holds
414. My new CD
415. Election Day
416. Not being in danger of my life because of my political views.
417. Forgiveness. Again and again.
418. Mom's encouragement
419. People who approve
420. People who don't, and how they push me to examine myself and what I believe
421. Logic
422. Deep thought and sweet poetry that doesn't fit in America
423. The sermons over the past few months, and how they apply so well today
424. That sermon right after we moved that I STILL remember
425. God having power over my heart
401. Running feeling good
402. Sectionals tonight
403. Oregon football on TV in Ohio
404. U of O doing so well
405. 23 more countries mapped on my wall
406. John's ninja dodge- so funny!
407. Funny conversations at church
408. Funny friends
409. Being able to laugh freely
410. Amy giving great blog advice
411. Amy is my friend!!
412. Spinach sandwiches
413. The fish tank, and the memories it holds
414. My new CD
415. Election Day
416. Not being in danger of my life because of my political views.
417. Forgiveness. Again and again.
418. Mom's encouragement
419. People who approve
420. People who don't, and how they push me to examine myself and what I believe
421. Logic
422. Deep thought and sweet poetry that doesn't fit in America
423. The sermons over the past few months, and how they apply so well today
424. That sermon right after we moved that I STILL remember
425. God having power over my heart
On Warmth and Good Books...
Today it is cold outside, the political calls are unceasing (at least it feels that way), and the trees are almost entirely bare.
But I have BOOKS. To read in the safety and warmth of my house. To enjoy and savor. To read myself warm.
And that's what makes school amazing: it's made up of BOOKS. And you and I have every opportunity to read wonderful literature.
The president cannot (at least yet) take away books and reading and knowledge and the free exchange of ideas.
We have access to books no matter our income. Nothing, absolutely nothing, prevents us from reading.
This was not always the case everywhere. And I am THANKFUL to live in the USA during the 21st century, and read...all day.
So let the wind blow, the phone ring, and the day go on. I'll be in my warm house, reading.
Happy Monday!
But I have BOOKS. To read in the safety and warmth of my house. To enjoy and savor. To read myself warm.
And that's what makes school amazing: it's made up of BOOKS. And you and I have every opportunity to read wonderful literature.
The president cannot (at least yet) take away books and reading and knowledge and the free exchange of ideas.
We have access to books no matter our income. Nothing, absolutely nothing, prevents us from reading.
This was not always the case everywhere. And I am THANKFUL to live in the USA during the 21st century, and read...all day.
So let the wind blow, the phone ring, and the day go on. I'll be in my warm house, reading.
Happy Monday!
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Thanksgiving 334-400
Keeping on counting...
334. An afternoon with a friend I haven't seen in a long time.
335. Dutch Blitz
336. Annie being adorable!!
337. Chores–done
338. A violin piece coming together...one measure at a time
339. Conversations I'm looking forward to
340. A pile of good books to read
341. "I understand" type conversations
342. God has plans for everything, and they won't be frustrated
343. New songs to listen to when I run
344. Good news about sports next year
345. Working the church website!
346. Teaching crochet to two (maybe three) willing girls
347. Baby O doing well after surgery!
348. God loves me even when I'm unthankful
349. Christmas music with Mom today
350. Chatting with D
351. A best friend who really understands and loves me anyway
352. Prayers for her
353. Good food...always more of it around...
354. Europe and Asia now outlined on my map project
355. The part of it that S colored
356. (real life, not FB) mutual friends
357. Egg nog for winter
358. A quiet room
359. The Hobbit coming out soon, and all the conversations with H, and A, and C, and K about it
400. Dad caring about my writing
334. An afternoon with a friend I haven't seen in a long time.
335. Dutch Blitz
336. Annie being adorable!!
337. Chores–done
338. A violin piece coming together...one measure at a time
339. Conversations I'm looking forward to
340. A pile of good books to read
341. "I understand" type conversations
342. God has plans for everything, and they won't be frustrated
343. New songs to listen to when I run
344. Good news about sports next year
345. Working the church website!
346. Teaching crochet to two (maybe three) willing girls
347. Baby O doing well after surgery!
348. God loves me even when I'm unthankful
349. Christmas music with Mom today
350. Chatting with D
351. A best friend who really understands and loves me anyway
352. Prayers for her
353. Good food...always more of it around...
354. Europe and Asia now outlined on my map project
355. The part of it that S colored
356. (real life, not FB) mutual friends
357. Egg nog for winter
358. A quiet room
359. The Hobbit coming out soon, and all the conversations with H, and A, and C, and K about it
400. Dad caring about my writing
Thursday, November 1, 2012
On The Death Of Saints...
Today I read the final pages of "The Pilgrim's Progress" by John Bunyan, and as I read of the death of Christian and Hopeful, and their subsequent glory and joy in Heaven, I could not help but think about death and hope.
And they should go together for Christians.
We as Christians have nothing to lose, and everything to gain from death. The end of the race, and the point at which we will be able to glorify God without end, without our flesh to harden the task and weigh us down. How against society--to welcome death!
But death is the enemy; how can we welcome it?
Today is All Saints Day, and even the Protestant Church celebrated this holiday at one time (some denominations still do). A day to remember and celebrate the ones who have gone before us.
Today is the eight month anniversary of the day that I was told a coworker of a friend was shot to death in Iraq, teaching in an English-speaking school just a few hours before. How do you reconcile hope with the seeming hopelessness of death? How are we supposed to say that everything will be okay, when that does NOT appear to be the case? But there is still hope.
Next week I will travel to Indiana and meet someone who nearly died twice this year. My parents' friends' son. The one with a tumor on his brain, the one who had surgeries, and the one who cannot swallow or walk. He has hope.
This month is my grandma's birthday month. The grandma who died in Washington while we sat in Ohio, praying. And how on earth am I expected to have hope? But still, hope is there, in me.
Because. Because death has been defeated.
“O Death, where is your sting?
O Hades, where is your victory?”
~1 Corinthians 15:55
And they should go together for Christians.
We as Christians have nothing to lose, and everything to gain from death. The end of the race, and the point at which we will be able to glorify God without end, without our flesh to harden the task and weigh us down. How against society--to welcome death!
But death is the enemy; how can we welcome it?
Today is All Saints Day, and even the Protestant Church celebrated this holiday at one time (some denominations still do). A day to remember and celebrate the ones who have gone before us.
"Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, 2 looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God."And so, I will remember.
~Hebrews 12:1-2 NKJV
Today is the eight month anniversary of the day that I was told a coworker of a friend was shot to death in Iraq, teaching in an English-speaking school just a few hours before. How do you reconcile hope with the seeming hopelessness of death? How are we supposed to say that everything will be okay, when that does NOT appear to be the case? But there is still hope.
Next week I will travel to Indiana and meet someone who nearly died twice this year. My parents' friends' son. The one with a tumor on his brain, the one who had surgeries, and the one who cannot swallow or walk. He has hope.
This month is my grandma's birthday month. The grandma who died in Washington while we sat in Ohio, praying. And how on earth am I expected to have hope? But still, hope is there, in me.
Because. Because death has been defeated.
"For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, 39 nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord"And if I am 100% convinced of that, then I can sleep in peace tonight.
~Romans 8:38-39
“O Death, where is your sting?
O Hades, where is your victory?”
~1 Corinthians 15:55
A Letter To YOU...
Dear You,
Thank you for reading this blog. Thank you for coming faithfully to hear and see my heart out poured. It helps me, and I really hope you are blessed. I pray that this space will be used to glorify God above anything else, though.
Because that is when we are truly blessed– when we seek Him. I hope and pray that you will find that joy, and ask that you pray that I will push toward that goal myself.
You've seen– I am not always joyful, or thankful, or happy, but I WANT TO BE! And writing here helps. I begin desperately lost in my own head and heart, and we all know that the heart is desperately wicked! As I write I am drawn out and up, and begin to see what I ought. Then I try to put that to words.
So, thank you. Thank you for coming along for the journey, and know this: I'm glad you're here.
Love,
Rachel
P.S. Faithful blog-followers, would you consider sharing this blog with someone? Perhaps use the "share" button found at the bottom of each post? Thanks!
Thank you for reading this blog. Thank you for coming faithfully to hear and see my heart out poured. It helps me, and I really hope you are blessed. I pray that this space will be used to glorify God above anything else, though.
Because that is when we are truly blessed– when we seek Him. I hope and pray that you will find that joy, and ask that you pray that I will push toward that goal myself.
You've seen– I am not always joyful, or thankful, or happy, but I WANT TO BE! And writing here helps. I begin desperately lost in my own head and heart, and we all know that the heart is desperately wicked! As I write I am drawn out and up, and begin to see what I ought. Then I try to put that to words.
So, thank you. Thank you for coming along for the journey, and know this: I'm glad you're here.
Love,
Rachel
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