There are no mystic jewels, embedded in my prose,No moonlit haloed cherubs, perched on my piano,
No lyrics laced with pixie dust, no angels sings along.
I am just a beggar who gives alms
Gold and silver have I none, but such I have give thee,
Borrowed words from the one, who gave the gift to me,
The pearl that I could never buy, this life, this dream, this song,
And I am just a beggar who gives alms
I am not the creator, but a scribe with a pen,
I'm recreating visions, through a cracked and broken lens,
Only one has ever seen the home for which we long,
And I am just a beggar who gives alms.
~The Beggar Who Gives Alms
I want to see.
I'm so tired of seeing this world through a cracked and broken lenses.
I'm tired of seeing just a portion of the backside of the tapestry,
a corner of the painting,
and I'm tired of only seeing a second in the story....
I want to see the whole tapestry,
the whole painting,
and I want to read and know the whole story.
I know the beginning
I know the climax
and I know that God wins in the end.
The middle I'm figuring out as I live though.
And that can be a confusing, painful thing.
at the same time it can be filled with love, joy, and peace.
It's a very confusing thing.
What would it look like if I put my all in Jesus.
All of my trust.
All of my faith.
All of my hope.
What if I really truly believe that my life was hidden up with Christ?
What if I really believe God loves me as much as He does?
I think I don't want to trust God sometimes because I'm scared that I don't deserve the things that he says to trust him about.
Cause I don't deserve it.
I don't deserve what he promises.
I don't deserve his love.
I don't deserve this eternal hope...
"I don't" has kind of been the theme of my life.
And it's stopped there which is a bad thing.
Anything that starts with "I", should end with "but God."
I don't deserve what he promises, but God promises anyways.
I don't deserve his love, but God gives it to me anyways.
I don't deserve this eternal hope, but God has lavished it on me anyways.
God is good.
I'm thankful for
praying (aka good conversation with God)
( ^ which includes people that are practically family and you know who you are--including but not limited to the Georges and Justin)
reading for hours
thinking and pondering things
reading books that make me think
listening to sermons by--
and well you get the idea =P
helping Mrs George with weddings
laughing at my sister
getting and giving hugs
listening to music
the color green
sunrises and sunsets
long rambling walks
sunshine on my face
listening to rain as you fall asleep
mint chocolate chip
big massive old trees
biting into apples
sports in general
And the list goes on and on and on...
Love you people.
Hope you all had a wonderful thanksgiving.