Sometimes I forget how special this is...it feels so normal,

but it is special,

isn't it?

He Knew.

God chose you. Before the foundation of the world he set you apart as his chosen one, part of a royal priesthood, a cornerstone, an eternal lineage. He knew you. He knew your most intimate thoughts and longings. Your deepest desires He knew (and he wasn’t afraid). He knew the intricacies of your mind, how you processed things, what you’d delight in. He knew. And in that time–that was actually before time–a longing of the purest kind sprang up inside of him. He loved you to the depths of his soul and beyond. Being the Omnipotent that he is He knew that he would be capable of perfectly filling that role and greater than any dream you could ever conjure up. He knew, because he gave you that dream. He knew he would surpass your greatest expectations, your deepest longing for wholeness, your pursuit of acceptance and the hidden passion for a romance beyond all others. He knew and so he created you. Knowing full and well it would be only through Himself that this could be done. That it’d be only through himself that his would be done. He knew, and only he could do it. He knew.

backlogging - March 17, 2006

March 17, 2006

If this be love—to live far more in you
Than in myself; and when I seek to woo,
Abashed to find no word to urge my suit.
Torn with unequal strife at every breath,
In feeling strong, in speech irresolute:—
from Ronsard’s "If This Be Love"

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There are pictures that explain emotions...ideas even, that words cannot describe. Freedom, liberty, the pursuit of a journey, discovery, the dance, beauty and imagination. A state of grace, something mystic. To hear the sound the stars make at night...to hear the song of the stars. How do you explain the sparkle in an eye, the giggle of a child, the depth and texture of a flower’s petals? How can you speak of such things and not become a poet?

the week in Belize

I am an Amazon Woman.

"Between her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay; Between her feet he bowed, he fell; Where he bowed, there he fell dead [...] Thus let all Your enemies perish, O Lord; But let those who love Him be like the rising of the sun in its might (Judges 5:27,31)."

Sit around my fire, for I have stories to tell.

february 5, 2006 - backlogging -

You are so much more than good, Lord
So much more than faithful
My soul leaps within me
Eager to dance for You
To see You, my Beloved
Most High
To look upon Your face
to gaze upon your
beauty & majesty
To dance in Your arms
To be held by You
Longed for by You
Filled, renewed, & satisfied by You
Oh, Lord
for You alone are
the One True God
For You alone are the
All Satisfying Water
For You alone are my
heart’s desire
And I long to be with You

You are my Jehovah El Emeth