shy of december

pomegranates and sunshine in the heat of fall chills.

whatever it is, will always be.

a little bit from acts seventeen,

"The God who made the world and everything in it, this Master of sky and land, doesn't live in custom-made shrines or need the human race to run errands for him, as if he couldn't take care of himself. He makes the creatures, the creatures don't make him. Starting from scratch, he made the entire human race and made the earth hospitable, with plenty of time and space for living so we could seek after God, and not just wander around in the dark but actually find him. He doesn't play hide and seek with us. He's not remote: he's near. We live and move in him, can't get away from him! One of your poets said it well; 'We're the God-created'. Well, if we are the God-created, it doesn't make a lot of sense to think we could hire a sculptor to chisel a god out of stone for us, does it?"

thinking of you (and of making some chai),

m

hunkered in

and as the night hunkers in, so do i go.
[thank you tylenol pm]

the summation of how i feel,

things to be thankful for amidst sniffly noses, district stresses, and abounding questions...yes, let us remind ourselves of these also.

a. pples
b. ra-less
c. offee
d. evos
e. xpressions
f. riendship
h. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ta9K22D0o5Q
i. nspiration
j. umping jacks
k. ids (107 wonderful, to be exact)
l. aughter
m. om and dad
n. aps
o. ranges (vit. D. antiflu)
p. rayer
q. uaker oats
r. oommates to come home to
s. iblings to send and receive love to, and skyler-the best dog in the world.
t. v. (how i met tu madre, grey's, pp, little house)
u. i dont really like u so skip
v. eggieeeesss
w. ater for bubble baths and quenching
x. marks the spot treasure hunts
y. ou
z. ebra on Rt. 15 that makes me happily smile on my way back to school


that's all for now folks.


signed with love,
m

the heritage you carve

I am convinced that I will never understand anything about this world.
So I came home to find some peaces again.
Questions like these [below] make my mind wobble,
how can our beating heart stop.when did we begin.how long does forever feel.

we must carve out new capacities in our hearts and breathe in today.

the heritage of my dad, his vision come to life


"my thoughts are not your thoughts"

snugglewithmytigs

freedom in the fall


therandomseatsofromanceundermydeck

being in the breath of life

throwback to growing up with mom-mom. love me some yoohoos and Jesus.

a heart healthy breakfast

the contrast of fall's eyes



with love,
m