Posted by Lauren

And Lord haste the day....When my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump shall resound...And the Lord shall descend...Even so, it is well with my soul...

When my faith shall be sight
i love how i always just read over that part...
let's try it again:
When my faith shall be sight

Everything,
all questions will be answered, all problems solved, all sorrows destroyed
we will see our Father face to face...


When shall I see that happy place
And be forever blessed
When shall I see my Father's face
And in His bosom rest

we will dance, oh we will dance, on those golden streets,
filled with complete joy
not one trace of sorrow
it's almost like a piece of His heart
because
we couldn't take any more

 

Posted by Lauren

i promised myself that i would never use my blog to rant about people, or to try to tell them something without really telling them.

so instead i rant about not ranting. boy are you lucky.

so, guess what.
now you get to decide if you care that i may just have saved you from deciding if i am talking about you are not. but then did i just save you?
fun. eh?

///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

& he danced with death  

Posted by Lauren

:::you learn something after 35 hours at a hospital:::
:a lot of somethings:

we frame the moment with our fingers intertwined  

Posted by Lauren

tomorrow we leave for our next destination of holiday travels...to florida we go
i'm sure this will not be an average trip to florida, while we are down there my grandpa is having open heart surgery, so i am sure much of our time will be consumed by sitting in a hospital
but i don't mind, for some reason i love hospitals...like love them
yes i know, ming, justin, tyler, don't even say it.
and then probably a fair share of weepy relatives, but that comes with the hospital territory. eh?
i will be armed with my awesome (RED) Ipod....and a book.

these next few days will breeze by i am sure
Lord willing the surgery will go great and continue my streak of loving hospitals

 

Posted by Lauren


John 1:9-12
The true light that gives light to every man was coming into the world.
He was in the world, and though the world was made through him,
the world did not recognize him.
He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him.
Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right
to become children of God.



O how marvelous! O how wonderful!
And my song shall ever be:

O how marvelous! O how wonderful!

Is my Savior’s love for me!



When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.





lovely traces  

Posted by Lauren

Thats when he noticed His eyes. They were made of fire- pure leaping flames of fire. But they were not flames of destruction. They were flames of passion. A burning consuming passion. A passion that Brandon instinctively knew burned for him. It was so intense and overwhelming that he could not move. All he could do was stare at them. There was no doubt of the all-inclusive, all-consuming love.
Bill Meyers: Fire of Heaven

look at the stars see how they shine for you  

Posted by Lauren



"Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known." - 1 Corinthians 13: 12

Even as I am fully known? He knows me more than any other person could.

His love is overwhelming, flooding, overflowing, inexpressible, and my chief delight. We make our God so small to think He isn't enough..."My grace is sufficient for you" So why do I keep searching for more?

do you ever wonder, just sit and wonder?

because it's the way you speak , and i get caught up in it  

Posted by Lauren


i want so bad to say some things
so bad, to just come out and say it
but i can't
i can't, because i don't even know what to say...
i just have this feeling
this deep feeling of .... something
it's kinda like un-satisfied but more like content
almost like agitated but more like calm
really close to distracted but almost like finding serenity in the distraction
but more then anything i'm feeling thankful
thankful, that this life is not my own...
it's a good thing too.



after learning how to trust, I find there's so little to trust. least of all myself. but wait...

I'm so good at leaving. I'm so good at blaming those who could help me, and at charging those who hurt me. I'm so good at going the wrong way and making the wrong decision; when I make any at all. I'm so good at putting myself before you but only when I shouldn't.

all this time, thinking you're knowing where you're going; after you veer off the road more than once though, you begin to forget which turn was a mistake.

I can't take back yesterday. But I don't want to spend all tomorrow wishing I could either.

and all the jealousy or lies cannot justify my imitating response.

Its funny, how people can't lie with their eyes. we lie with our mouths but our eyes can only tell truth. I see it in your face.

a memory is a very present thing.

Threshold: Bill Myers  

Posted by Lauren

This was different. Deeper. Yes, it was terrifying. But terrifying in its awesomeness, in its power- and its unwavering absolute perfection.

She heard the rustle of clothing as he raised his arm and then a faint grunt as his hand flew toward her. She cried out, but not in agony. It was in anticipation. The pain would only be a moment. The joy was eternal.

because my words don't suffice anymore  

Posted by Lauren

It's the way your stars shine
Sometimes so bright I swear I could hear
And it's the way your moonlight
Falls on your mountain lake so clear
And it's the way your sunshine
Paints your evening sky
And it's the way your rain falls
To sing me to sleep at night and…


And you enter suddenly
And I am lost again
Inside the mystery
I am lost again
And you come suddenly
And I am lost again
Inside the majesty
I am lost again…
Inside the majesty
Inside the mystery

 

Posted by Lauren

goodbye fall semester 07 cpcc...
i will never see your lonely face again.
for that i am very grateful.
peace and crackers

The lights of the city are the stars on the ground  

Posted by Lauren

what is Christmas anyway?
i don't think it's what we have made it
no, i don't think so at all.

thoughts...  

Posted by Lauren

have you ever underestimated the the reception of a gift.

i had this idea to go out and buy a gift for this one person, almost let the idea go, thought it was a little cheesy, but did it anyway.

well i gave that gift today.
and it was little
nothing spectacular
might have spent $10
no biggie

almost wasn't going to give it today
but then gave it anyway.

well it was well received.
probably more then any gift I had ever given...
4 hugs to be exact :P
it wasn't because it was cool, or nice.
it was because it was a thought, a gesture of kindness
it was so cool
i guess it was one of those "you had to be there" :P

How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

2+2= A good grade  

Posted by Lauren

Okay maybe my complaining about math all semester was stupid.

okay it was stupid.

and i'm in the process of learning how to not complain.

let me emphasize process

yesterday i was sick, wait...i still am sick

okay anyways
i get on mathxl this morning, feeling pretty un-motivated...who wants to do school when the feel sick

going to see if by chance our math results where up
surprisingly they were

now a month ago or so i told ming that i thought getting a 99 was better then getting 100

that's the way my mind thinks i guess...getting them all right to me feels like it was easy...while a 99 makes me feel like i worked hard...and i was never one for a perfect score.
now this test was pretty easy...but it wasn't like the answers were just haded to us, we did have to do them.

so God must have known not to give me a 100 i would much rather have a 99.
that's right a 99

that made my sick little day.
so what do you do???
you turn on some music, and you dance, 'cause your happy...
and nobody cares

and then what do you do?
you text your friends because your happy. and youu wish them a happy monday!

i love how i write this on my blog like you care...and ming has already hear me ramble about it already :P

i guess i should probably get it out of my system before tomorrow so i can act like i hate math again...haha