Monday, January 25, 2010

Sparrow Heart

A sparrow always comes home...just as our hearts are always pulled back to those in who they once found comfort, no matter how great the past pain.

Shared experiences mold and shape us, all the while connecting our hearts with an invisible string so strong even the sharpest scissors could not cut.
{Trust me, I have tried.}
We run away, fight, inflict pain, question worth, and always end up in the same spot.
But we always try again; something brings us back.
Sometimes I wonder why we bother.
But when I look her in the eyes, I understand.
Here's to letting go, laughter, and the struggle to lvoe.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

all who are thirsty

The faint glow of the street lights shone through the stain glass windows as the sweet sound of a few hundred voices rand through the sanctuary. Eyes closed, I let out a sigh of relief. In that moment, my heart is content.

Jacob's Well is truly a beautiful community. My return tonight after a short stint away reaffirmed its importance in my life. Words continually fall short of describing what the Jacob's Well community means to me, how they helped pick up the shattered bits of faith left in my life and began to mend and nurture them three and a half years ago. What a beautiful example of the body of Christ.

I needed to be there tonight.
To be reminded.
To be refreshed.

"Begin at once; before you venture away from this quiet moment, ask your King to take you wholly into His service and place all the hours of this day quite simply at His disposal, and ask Him to make and keep you ready to do just exactly what He appoints. Never mind about tomorrow; one day at a time is enough. Try it today, and see if it is not a day of strange, almost curious peace, so sweet that you will be only too thankful when tomorrow comes to ask Him to take it also."
--Francis Ridley Havergal
Blessed when your loved ones
Are the ones who hurt you most
Blessed when you lose your
Own identity
Then blessed when you find it
And it has been redeemed
Blessed when you see what
Your friends can never be
Blessed with your eyes closed
Then blessed you see me

Thursday, January 7, 2010


I'm in a weird place right now. So much is going on in my head and heart, swirling around like the snow drifts outside my window.

My instinct is to get in my car and drive, compass pointed south. Yet strangely enough, something keeps me here tonight.

The one thing I'm certain of right now: I miss the warm Arizona sun.
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