I really do love my life.
I am surrounded by amazingly fantastic people.
:)

Quotes.

It has never been my life, I have never owned any time, and God has never called me to fit him in. To live is Christ, and to die is gain, and until we give up this foolish notion that we have anything of our own to give we will never have the radical impact that true Christians have. It’s not about what we can give. It’s about what we haven’t given yet. What we haven’t yet dragged to the altar and made into a living sacrifice. The true Christian life isn’t something you do, it’s something you are. And I’m tired of trying to have my cake and eat it too.

We've all got places in our life where we know we need to change. And these aren't confusing changes, they're just places where we decided the road got a little uncomfortable, or we just ran out of time, so we built a little tent on the side of the road. For some of us, that tent has become a mansion. And for me, it's time to move out.

Quotes....

Words.

Sometimes I don't have words.

Sometimes I think I have them but they dissapear by the time my hands hit a keyboard.

There are some feelings in the world that can't be captured by mere scratches on a paper.

Like a picture of the Grand Canyon they try and capture the breathtaking beauty and majesty of it. But every picture falls short of experiencing the real thing.

I try and capture those elusive emotions. 

I can't describe how I feel tonight. And that's hard for me to admit.

How to be a Good Follow

By: Stacia Denhart

(bold and italize added by yours truly)

I've decided to give-up on the whole trying to figure out God's will for my life thing.  Attempting to unravel this mystery has been the dominant theme of my life for at least the past eight years now.  And I'm tired of it.  It hasn't seemed to be working very well for me, so I'm giving up...

...Part of my problem (and I guess this isn't such a bad thing, but it sure as heck complicates matters) is that I desperately desire to live in God's will...  I believe all that jazz about Him having a wonderful plan for my life.  I believe it with all my heart.  And I want to discover that plan.  I want to walk into it.

Why then am I giving-up on trying to uncover what His plan for me is, you ask? Well, it all comes down to something I've been learning in my swing dance class.

How to be a good follow.

I've been taking swing dance lessons for the past two months now, and my dance teacher is always telling myself and the other ladies in the class that to be a good follow you shouldn't let yourself think too much about what you're doing.  If you think too much about what steps you're taking or what direction you're spinning, you'll end up anticipating your partner's lead, and you'll throw the whole thing off (not to mention, really annoy whomever you're dancing with). 

The key, according to my teacher, is to make sure you have good connection with your partner, let yourself enjoy the music, and "surrender" to your partner's lead (no joke...he actually used the word "surrender")

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I don't have to know all of the next steps of the dance in order to dance well.

I am not responsbile for other people's dancing--only my own.

Also now I want to take up swing dancing again lol

I really think I am starting to understand this...

So from one of the most overly anilitical thinker there is--

Here is to not over thinking.

Here is to trusting your partner and letting Him lead.

Here is to not trying to figure out the end.

Here is to enjoying the dance.

Watch me go. :)

Fire

Walking through the fire is never fun.

Difficult things, painful things, heartbreaking things are never ever fun things that I would naturally choose to endure.

But in the midst of the fire-I am so relieved because I find that I actually believe this.

I actually believe that God is in control.

I actually have faith.

I am not a fraud. 

Even if I make mistakes...

I really do at the core of my being believe this crazy stuff with my whole heart.

And relief washes over me like a sweet gentle breeze...

"A man can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel in the same way that the metal can’t see the sword. Yet the metal is painfully aware of one thing—someone is swinging the hammer. I know too, in the midst of my own shaping, that God is holding the hammer. And He is the light at the end of my tunnel. He will finish what He has begun, and it is that assurance that banishes any ghost that dares beset His child."