poetry

i've recently discovered
on multiple occasions,
that my little ramblings here
appear to be poetry.

[when really they are just
the way my little brain thinks]

so poetry it is!

He is Risen!

Daniel 7:9-14

I watched till thrones were put in place,
and the Ancient of Days was seated;
His garment was white as snow,
And the hair of His head was pure wool.
His throne was a fiery flame,
its wheels a burning fire;
a fiery stream issued
and came forth from before Him.
A thousand thousands ministered to Him;
ten thousand times ten thousand stood before Him.
The court was seated,
and the books were opened.

I watched then because of the sound of the pompous words which the horn was speaking; I watched till the beast was slain, and its body destroyed and given to the burning flame.

As for the rest of the beasts, they had their dominion taken away, yet their lives were prolonged for a season and a time.

I was watching in the night visions,
and behold, One like the Son of Man,
Coming with the clouds of heaven!
He came to the Ancient of Days,
and they brought Him near before Him.
Then to Him was given dominion and glory and a kingdom,
that all peoples, nations, and languages should serve Him.
His dominion is an everlasting dominion,
which shall not pass away,
and His kingdom the one
which shall not be destroyed.

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He is Risen,
He is Risen!

best day

yesterday was the best day...
a day off of work,
slept in,
perfect weather (low 70s)
driving with my sunroof open
listening to iron and wine
our endless numbered days...
[very fitting soundtrack, don't you think?]
i ran some errands
and drove down main street.
everyone was out shopping
and enjoying the day.
lunch with a dear friend,
bought some new shoes,
walked around town square,
a birthday dinner for erin,
and a wonderful get together
for an exciting adventure to begin.
great food and great people.

i think jesus knows i love days like those
so he likes to give them to me every now and then.
i expect today to be another one.

101 girl

this is a shout out to my brother daniel
who made me laugh harder than i've laughed
in quite a while,
by telling me an awkward story from his day
and making me re-enact it with him over the phone
approximately six times.
it was hilarious!

this is blog 101 for me.
probably the worst one i've written,
but some of the best content, without a doubt.

memo

this was on my google quotes this morning:

"don't try to solve serious matters in the middle of the night"
-phillip k. dick

not sure who phillip k. dick is,
but i wish he would give God the memo.
He's always waking me up with those serious matters!

i also wish the dogs downstairs would get the memo too....

un-girl

i haven't felt like myself in quite some time.
several months, actually.
it's a strange feeling.
i certainly hope this is not growing up.

changes on the horizon.
and getting back to myself
is in the plan too.

grocery girl

never again will i go to the grocery store on sunday night.
walmart in particular.
i've never seen a store more pillaged through.
they were completely out of three of my standard list items.
i mean, this is walmart we're talking about here.

if you think about it,
sunday night is not the ideal night to grocery shop...
i imagine some wild, savage scene
where bodies are flying left and right
and people are screaming
"I MUST GET FOOD FOR MY FAMILY!"
people racing carts through the aisles
to get the last bottle of sunny d,
or the last box of hamburger helper.

and of course with the threat of ice in the forecast
texans tend to freak out a little bit.
[similar to the y2k fiasco.]

this must have happened right before i walked in the store.
because my experience was bizarre, to say the least.
the checkout lady told me some people were fired that night.
after what i had seen, i would have been glad to go.