You are... An idea. I mean, you're real; but to me you're an idea. A fantasy. A thought of the future.
Yes, You've inspired other thoughts. Thoughts of smiles, music... Remembering feelings I've forgotten over time.
Thoughts of age difference,which could also be called age seperation. Thoughts of the thoughts you might not ever think About me, or over the thought of thinking ANY thought about me. Thoughts of you're-too-cool-for-me, thoughts of our mAybe three or four words we've shared. In a span of knowIng eachother for six months. Not that long, not thAt many words. I guess that makes sense.

Then there's that other idea... And then comes age seperation Again, but not as dramatic this time. The idea of the ocean eyes, the laughter, the kindness, the joking, the dreams of your future, the interests. The dream of us talking again.

Then there's the final idea. The idea that these people are not ideas. The idea that His will will be done in time and the previous people me mentioned might not have one second of time to do with His will. Or one of them might even be THE will. Or they were put in my life to show me a glimpse of an idea of what Your will is. Or not.

But the idea, or reality rather; that HE is alive and everywhere is the greatest reality of all.

Just go with the flow and see where He takes you. We're messages in bottles floating in the Ocean. Who will throw us back in the water and who then will keep us? Is God the wind and thr Holy Spirit the ocean?

i miss





you

Sunshine Vs. Shadow

"The shadow proves the sunshine"-- Switchfoot

and so it does. No matter how thin or dark or small a shadow might be, it gives hope that the sun is shining (one could even say that hope is shining in general.)

But if we get too invested in this shadow... we begin to miss the sunshine.

Think about it.

the Truth about Truth

there comes a time in one's life where one must ask questions in order to find truth. it doesn't reallymatter what the question is, it could be anything from a math question to a religious question even how to tie your shoe. but the point is; people are in constant search of truth. anything that ends in a question mark is some sort of vantage point into even a minimal portion of the never-ending abyss that is known as truth.

but, truth varies.

what I mean is, truth in modern time has been twisted and shaken and chopped up and modified to fit each individual's standard so truth can never truly be "truthful" at times but rather, just the mere opinion of whoever you are asking.

let's say you are asking two individuals about a religion, for example. let's say the religion is Buddhism. if you ask a Christian or a Morman or even an atheist about Buddhism, they might give you different answers than the Buddhist would tell you. so what is the truth?

but besides truth being based on the giver of truth, it is also shaped by the receiver of this truth as well. the receiver's mind and brain is like a keyhole. if the truth your are trying to place inside one's keyhole doesn't fit, then they donnot understand the truth you are trying to convey. one teacher might explain a certain math problem a certain way, this being a certain "key" if you will; while another teacher explains the math problem in a completley different way (a completely different shaped "key" but it is still trying to convey the same answer to the math problem.) one of these keys fits in the student's keyhole... the other doesn't, adding yet another fraction on finding real truth: HOW is the truth being coveyed? how is the giver shaping the key?

truth (in the modern age)=the person conveying the truth's conception+person receiving it's understanding of this conception+ how the truth is being conveyed.

but now we are still at the same problem as we were before; which was whenever one asks someone a certain truth, they might not give the complete answer. they either throw in a bunch of other elements that are not the complete core one is searching for, or they give a certain level of the answer but not the deepest level of the answer which is the core. so if truth is just these three elements, will we ever find the truth?

yes.. but not by asking humans.

(no, that wasn't an attempt to make you question whether aliens are real or not! pahahaha.)

a person's whole life is seeking truth. we all may say we have an individual purpose for life, or what the meaning of life is; but in the end are we not either trying to find truth or live a certain truth? even for the people that believe there is no meaning or truth, so they just trudge through life and drag on-- that is their truth and purpose (sadly).

but; the true truth will set you free.

You Won't Starve. Trust me. :)

Fasting:Verb; Abstaining from all or some kinds of food or drink, esp. as a religious observance.

A wise leader in my life challenged me and many others to fast until November 25th. When indulgin in this, it doesn't really need to be food you fast from. I'm fasting from Facebook actually (but NOT from Blogger! :D). Call it "modernized" fasting, but it is still giving up something you partake in regularly to spend more time with the Lord.

And that's what fasting is in a nutshell. When we think of fasting, we usually think of how in the bible people regularly gave up food to spend more time with the Lord. (Think about it: food is pretty regular activity in our days.) My mom actually fasted 40 days from ALL meals when she was in college (what a great way to lose weight! hah.)

But those things-- food, facebook, whatever you partake in regularly; are material. Would you believe that God wants us to fast from others things besides the physical? Fast from certain habits that cause you to fall short or to sin. Fast from bad influences. Fast from judgmental thoughts or negative thinking. Fast from closed-mindedness. Fast from thinking that you are always right and everyone else is always wrong.

But here's the catch: with this kind of fasting, our goals are to fast for the rest of our lives.

It won't be easy. It wasn't easy for my mom to fast for 40 whole days, imagine how it might be breaking away from certain habits, negative thinking, etc. But it can happen, and will happen, if you open your heart up to Christ and let Him come through for you. If you let love come in you and out of you, when it comes out of you it will take all of those habits with you.

You are loved, more than you will ever know. My date to end my fast is November 25th. But for alot of us, our fasting days are until the days we die. Until then, happy fasting.

Flowers for Your Vase

by Chrissy Lee Zschomler

Here is a letter addressed to young girls everywhere:
who sit in the top of the castle's darkest room,
Waiting and staring out the small petite window
hoping you will be let free very soon.

You sing and you dance and you laugh and you smile,
but your heart doesn't always reflect those verbs.
Your heart is a leaf trying to blow in the wind
but is caught in the gutter and is stuck to these curbs.

Is your heart an old desert that needs an oasis
A cop car that needs something young to chase?
Is your heart in search of flowers delicate just for you
To fill your young heart's fine china vase?

Are your eyes two teenagers that watch television;
seeing plots unfold you wish were your own?
Is your spirit shifting into a wallflower shape
Growing in corners at parties all alone?

Are your hands two nets trying to catch a butterfly
Running and chasing until your breaths leave?
Is your mind one to fill up high to the rim
of trying to find out what's right to believe?

And your ears; are they waiting around to be filled
like cups with water of compliments and sweet?
You earnestly yearn to know that you're tres belle!
But alas,you're still clueless; and your heart is still petite.

So you knock over your heart-vase onto the floor
hoping it shatters into millions of pieces
because you want your cup to fill MORE
You want something, young girl; that never quite ceases

To show you how loved your petite heart really is;
or to take whatever love you may have inside it's walls.
This past action is not a stealing matter dear;
Your love is a gift to whomever it falls.

Please understand this life is not easy,
Though it is a beautiful wonderful chase;
Please hear that you hold your own beautiful flowers
to place inside your own beautiful heart-vase.

Maybe he will come with flowers of his own,
Yours and his flowers beautifully arranged;
He loved your delicate petals just the way they were
both before and after you went off and changed.

For now, young girl, your heart is a beautiful vase,
and God has flowers picked perfectly for you;
His own petals dancing in the light when you smile
They even sing in the depths of your frowning eyes too.

Adventures? or Discoveries?

"So your favorite color is green?"
"Yeah! For the longest time."
"Why is your favorite color green?"
...did he just ask WHY my favorite is green? That's weird. That's crazy. That's different. That's poetic. That's...genuine.
"WHY my favorite color is green?"
"...Yeah? It's nature, isn't it?"
Wow. Talk about reading me like a book.
"That's a huge part of it. But I've always grown up with it to. It's my eye color, birth stone... but nature is a huge part of it."
"Huh."
"I don't think anyone's ever asked me why my favorite color was green before... good job."
He laughed under his breath.
"What's your favorite?" I asked him.
"Blue."
"Why?"
"The sky is blue."
Do we share a brain?
"Seriously?! That's so cool.."
and the bell for class to begin
rang.