there's really something about the combination
of open roads and really great songs.
something that moves within us
when we hit that perfect moment in the song
and there's not a red light in sight.
this incredible combination is only obtainable
with the perfect variables.
it will only work on the highway
if there are very few cars alongside of you;
it won't work if the road has the slightest bump;
and it won't work if the song is anything
less than perfect.
it's like this freedom and complete peace that we feel
when we have this combination.
we're on top of the world,
absolutely nothing can stop us,
nothing matters.
it's an escape to some other place.
[if only our souls could experience this all the time.]
the best is summer nights with my sunroof open.
not too many things can top that.
there's just something about the open road and the perfect song...
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
changed girl
changes these days make a pure and noble girl sad.
[qualities obtained by the name my parents chose for me]
isn't it interesting how we truly take on the qualities
of what our names mean?
that's another paragraph for another day and time, however.
my heart still belongs to Him.
the King is still on His throne
[praise]
and my hope is that He will use me
for the benefit of His Kingdom.
and that His peace will overcome.
because i am certainly without it now.
[qualities obtained by the name my parents chose for me]
isn't it interesting how we truly take on the qualities
of what our names mean?
that's another paragraph for another day and time, however.
my heart still belongs to Him.
the King is still on His throne
[praise]
and my hope is that He will use me
for the benefit of His Kingdom.
and that His peace will overcome.
because i am certainly without it now.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
train of thought
as i was getting ready just now,
i thought "someone in denmark got ready earlier"
and then i thought about people
in france getting ready for their day earlier.
and all the people here in america.
there are so many people in this world.
and i am only one of them.
just one.
i get too caught up in my own situation.
just need a little reminder every now and then
that the world does not revolve around me.
i thought "someone in denmark got ready earlier"
and then i thought about people
in france getting ready for their day earlier.
and all the people here in america.
there are so many people in this world.
and i am only one of them.
just one.
i get too caught up in my own situation.
just need a little reminder every now and then
that the world does not revolve around me.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
valentines girl
i have a valentine this year!
he got me some flowers (tulips are my fav)
and he got me some chocolate strawberries
some of the largest i've ever seen
pretty sure they were on steroids at the farm.
i started off with 6 this morning.
i now have 1.5
VALENTINES!! WOO!
he got me some flowers (tulips are my fav)
and he got me some chocolate strawberries
some of the largest i've ever seen
pretty sure they were on steroids at the farm.
i started off with 6 this morning.
i now have 1.5
VALENTINES!! WOO!
Sunday, February 10, 2008
foolish girl
"and i hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool"
the great gatsby.
the great gatsby.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
girl with a story
so i'm currently reading the kite runner
and it is incredible.
i've cried countless times,
and i'm only finished with half.
i've laughed too.
and i've found myself writing my
funny little notes in the margin.
i don't care what anyone says;
there is nothing like a good book.
nothing like a great novel.
not a self-help book,
or a recent study,
or a political agenda.
there's nothing like a great story.
those are what shape people.
stepping off my soap box now...
and it is incredible.
i've cried countless times,
and i'm only finished with half.
i've laughed too.
and i've found myself writing my
funny little notes in the margin.
i don't care what anyone says;
there is nothing like a good book.
nothing like a great novel.
not a self-help book,
or a recent study,
or a political agenda.
there's nothing like a great story.
those are what shape people.
stepping off my soap box now...
Sunday, February 3, 2008
musical girl
i miss the days when i was so into music,
that i had no other identity.
[other than a Follower, and college student]
days when i would spend every extra dollar i had
on concert tickets.
and on any given friday or saturday night,
i was most likely found in that horrible part
of dallas named deep ellum.
eating pizza at the pizza place
that i can never remember the name of
and getting ready for "the best concert ever!"
i was a rather silly girl then.
however, i miss those musical days.
i think i will once again awaken that love.
that i had no other identity.
[other than a Follower, and college student]
days when i would spend every extra dollar i had
on concert tickets.
and on any given friday or saturday night,
i was most likely found in that horrible part
of dallas named deep ellum.
eating pizza at the pizza place
that i can never remember the name of
and getting ready for "the best concert ever!"
i was a rather silly girl then.
however, i miss those musical days.
i think i will once again awaken that love.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
radio girl
last night i was driving home from an event
and i had the radio on
and one of my favorite songs started playing.
actually, it's really not one of my favorites...
just a song that i like.
but all of the sudden i was so ridiculously joyous.
i screamed "YES!" when i heard it's first notes
and i found myself singing all of the words
probably at my loudest tone possible.
isn't it funny how music controls us like that?
a good song has the power to change a mood.
i wasn't even in a bad mood, though.
just driving home.
indifferent.
and then extremely happy.
and i had the radio on
and one of my favorite songs started playing.
actually, it's really not one of my favorites...
just a song that i like.
but all of the sudden i was so ridiculously joyous.
i screamed "YES!" when i heard it's first notes
and i found myself singing all of the words
probably at my loudest tone possible.
isn't it funny how music controls us like that?
a good song has the power to change a mood.
i wasn't even in a bad mood, though.
just driving home.
indifferent.
and then extremely happy.
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