Friday, May 27, 2011

my bible is like my filing cabinet.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

my eyes

i was looking at the stars last night.


i felt so small.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011


but God is so good.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

i believe in kindness. also in mischief. also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed. 

mary oliver

try hard, everyday.

Life is beautiful.
And sometimes it takes God waking you up at four in the morning to watch the sunrise to realize it.(the sky is splattered with color right now.)
I've been forgetting that this week it seems. Not taking time to enjoy the little things. Just sitting, musing, and being happy.

I hope your day starts out as good as mine.
Love, Mandy

May you be strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy, giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in light.  He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.”

Monday, May 16, 2011

You Said, December Radio

You said, "Ask and you will receive whatever you need."
You said, "Pray and I'll hear from heaven,
And I'll heal your land."

You said Your glory will fill the earth
Like water the sea.
You said, "Lift up your eyes;
The harvest is here, the kingdom is near.

You said, "Ask and I'll give the nations to you."
O Lord, that's the cry of my heart.
Distant shores and the islands will see
Your light as it rises on us.

O Lord, I ask for the nations.

O Lord, I ask for the nations.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"A girl once held a small stone in her hand, she held it so tightly that her palm began to sweat and her fingers began to shake and then, it came to nothing because when she opened up her hand the rock still sat there, quietly without her tight grip, she could surely loose it easier she thought, she felt
and maybe it is true, but if we must hold something to tightly
then maybe it was never ours to keep in the first place.
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Explosions in the Sky - So Long, Lonesome

Saturday, May 14, 2011

She read my heart.

Life is so precious, and most of the time we don’t realize that till it’s too late.
We just try and make it through the day.
We do anything not to feel anymore.
Because that’s what we are.
A vessel of feelings.
With a heart at the core of it.
And when that heart is broken
the feelings surrounding it are broken
and painful
so we do anything not to feel them
day after day
week after week
until we find ourselves merely existing
well I don’t want to just exist
I want to live
I want to feel alive
I will shout it over and over again
‘I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive!’
until I believe that it is so

My friend Hana wrote this.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Jesus Murdered Death.

8Now if we be dead with Christ, we believe that we shall also live with him:  9Knowing that Christ being raised from the dead dieth no more; death hath no more dominion over him.
 10For in that he died, he died unto sin once: but in that he liveth, he liveth unto God.
 11Likewise reckon ye also yourselves to be dead indeed unto sin, but alive unto God through Jesus Christ our Lord.

People who do not know love in the core of their being are stingy in their hearts. They seek to hoard the little love that they have for fear it will be taken from them. In actuality, the reverse is true. Love shrinks in response to hoarding and fear, which in turn multiplies the mistrust and anxiety. But to allow the love of God to take hold of us and to possess our hearts with its strength and beauty is to unlock the prison of fear and usher us into freedom of being able to love others. We are no longer poor; we are no longer paupers with nothing to offer. We have been given the riches of heaven, and we are free to live like queens, lavishing love and care on all those around us.
– Nicole Johnson