wild melody

...until i see my dear Aly. August 12, 6:30 am I'll depart Jacksonville bound for Surrey, BC. Oh happy day! {you'll just have to pretend that's a photo of als. i dont' have any recent ones}

"For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, ' In returning and rest you shall be saved, in quietness and in trust shall be your strength...' " {is. 30.15} In June a friend emailed this verse to me. It is so helpful! When I'm tempted to worry about upcoming job changes--"in TRUST shall be your strength." When I'm tempted to demand an answer or direction from God in my timing--"QUIETNESS {humility}" And when I sinfully take matters into my own hands and start trying to "do" something; I'm convicted by "REST". How patient He is! He is faithful to bring back my constantly wandering heart. Back to resting in His sovereignty. What a good place to be. There truly is strength and joy there. I know no matter what comes to me, it is from my Father's hand. "...for you have been my help , and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy ." (ps. 63.7)

Mum read this to me Monday morning. I'm often tempted to doubt God... Will I will ever grow in one area without losing more ground in another? But no, God is faithful. The same God who made Saul the persecutor into Paul the church-planter is forming Christ in me. Mind blowing. " And the parched ground shall become a pool..." Is. 35.7 "We always have visions, before a thing is made real. When we realise that although the vision is real, it is not real in us, then is the time that Satan comes in with his temptations, and we are apt to say it is no use to go on. Instead of the vision becoming real, there has come the valley of humiliation. 'Life is not as idle ore, But iron dug from central gloom, And batter'd by the shocks of doom To shape and use.' God gives us the vision, then He takes us down to the valley to batter us into the shape of the vision, and it is in the valley that so many of us faint and give way. Every vision will be made real if we will ha...

Th e obligatory 4th of July post: I love Independance Day. When I was a kid, we hung out with mum's fam for our cousin's birthday. It meant watermelon-seed-spitting contests, swimming, water gun fights, lots of food, and fireworks on Indian River. Now every July 4 is different. But I still love it. I like an exscuse to be "cheesily patriotic" and remember how flippin' sweet our history is. Despite my current frustration with politics...we began well in 1776. Our country really was founded on Judeo-Christian values. {like it or not. if i were my brother, i'd say "if you don't like it, leave already" but i don't have his guts...} Here's an excerpt from our Declaration of Independance. {i left out the "facts" because it was so long but you can find them here .) " When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the...

{photocreditbeks} "Whoa! I'm going to be an aunt?!" Yep, our dear Jane Bingley is pregnant! Alright, technically I won't really be an aunt as she isn't really my sister. But Stephanie's the closest to an older sister I've ever had. She and Mike are thrilled. I'm calling it "the bingley baby". because if there ever were a couple to embody jane austen's Mr and Mrs Bingley, it'd be them.