I think

that there are fleeting moments when our spirits grasp the train of eternal things, of the weight of glory, of freedom from everything that separates us from Christ.

these moments are far and few between, hidden in morality and temporal things. they are fleeting, those moments. scarce.

a word, a nail, a seed, a thorn, a cup of cold water

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vanilla, (the color, not the flavor), is the tinge of the light at this time of day,
filtered in through treated windows
like the translucent skin of an infant
or the streaks in your mother's hair that are your fault.
the floor mirrors the glow and reminds me of a puddle of blue water.
lying there, sopping, as if the linoleum 
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the other day, for about 5 minutes, I became acutely aware of the passage of time. how finite it is, how limited. when I was 10, I didn't think I'd ever make it to 15. now, I'm 20 and when I look back at 10, all the wonderful memories gently slip away. it's like this ... I can remember it all, but vaguely. distantly. as if it were a dream, or a ( Read more... )

"Arise and depart, for this is not a place of rest; because it is defiled, it will destroy you, with utter devastation." Micah 2:10

this world is not my home. or yours either, for that matter. I'm just passing through on my way to eternity. I think it's very easy to forget the reality of the present, remembering the truth of what comes afterwards. ( Read more... )

I recently realized something mind blowing about the God I serve. and it's too wonderful to keep all to myself ( Read more... )

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rough day. I'm fighting the feeling of isolation. it's screaming in my ears ( Read more... )

I tend to believe that one day, after all debts are paid, once I've finally gotten settled in a good job, when I can't count my friends on one hand, as soon as I become the woman I strive to be, then and only then, will my life begin. life is on the other side of so many invisible boundaries I must cross.

["life ... what is it?" define life.

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