It has been a little over two years since I last wrote an entry for this journal. It is funny how all at once so many things can change, and yet some things can stay the same ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is my last day in Nap-town and then I return to the Emerald City. I didn't think that I would miss Seattle so much, but I guess it has become my home. Or maybe...can a person be your home? Is that insane or wrong?

I am not sure sometimes what I am doing here. I often feel like I am at a school dance. There is plenty to do, but I want to do is get out there on the dance floor. Sometimes I step out into the inner rim. I dance my heart out. I unknowingly make my way towards the center. Like all good dancers my eyes are closed and the rest of the world ( Read more... )

As he sits there in front of me it is as if I am being taunted. I see his broad shoulders reflected in the glass of a window. I want to walk out to him. I want to run my hands along his shoulders. I want to place my hand upon his neck. I want to kiss him on the cheek. I want to sit down on his lap, place my hands upon his face and say, "Baby ( Read more... )

I remember quite well the situations from which my family and extended members have come, and here I am nearly a college graduate and I am choosing to put myself in a worse situation than long ago. Why? Two words...incarnational ministry. We have to do something different. What we are currently doing is not working. We are not close enough. ( Read more... )

I can tell he isn't feeling as copestetic as usual. He isn't as nice nor as relational. I think he may be a little overwhelmed, but he is a do it yourself individualistic to the point of destruction...hmm...that is scary, SO AM I ( Read more... )

It is midterms and I am trying to work, study, go to church (repent), be with some of my young people, score keep at a game, connect with friends and family...did I say work, get over a crush...did I say study...and here comes my roommate upset because I won't connect with her at 10pm when I just got home, am tired, want to sleep and have to get up ( Read more... )

It was a like a bad 80's flick. I was standing there just waiting for Molly Ringwald to come out, and if she had I would have gladly given up my role in the movie. She is a pro a the akward confession of love in wierd places ( Read more... )

I am wondering if maybe I should just tell him...tell him how I feel that is...because I can't get over him. Maybe if he just tells me to my face that he isn't intereted in me then we will be all good. Maybe God doesn't want me to be in love with someone right now for a reason. I think He knows that if I find someone who wants to stay in Seattle ( Read more... )

Today was a hard day. I really am doubting myself...