Reflection. Day 122.

Looking at one's self,

what is seen?

Is it an honest reflection?

Or is it a lie?

Wonder wonder wonder why.

Burrr. Day 121.

one foot in

one foot out.

Fire. Day 120.

Warmth can change an emotion.

It can change a mood.

The feeling alone can satisfy the soul,

For even just a moment.

Pie. Day 119.

Sometimes making a pie helps.

Centennial. Day 118.

As excited as I was about getting to be in the new chapel,

I can honeslty say that now I am dissapointed.

Not in the "majesty" of it,

but in the fact that I am talking about and hearing

about the "majestly" of it.

It's a building, a building.

When I hear about it, I feel like we should be talking

about what God can do with it,

Not what we have done to it.

And the big metal pipe organ sitting right in the middle

is like a shot to the face.

Talking about "high-standard" schools that have

a pipe organ, kind of makes me wonder where our values have laid.

I believe we are bringing campus together, but where else could that money have gone?

Donated yes, but isn't there a greater need than to build what in my eyes is just

"a big fancy place to whorship." What is the world seeing when they look at that?

Outreach? Beautification? Selfishness? Boast? Love?

I'm not upset, I just feel guilty.

Crochet. Day 117.

Miss. Day 116.

Francis Chan mentioned in one of his sermons that

God makes us necessary.

Now, the first thought that would have popped into my head during highschool

would have been,

"No, I'm not like that. No one needs me.

I'm never good enough,

let alone 'necessary.'"

I still have sudden gusts of that fly through my head.

I think we all miss someone.

Those of us who say we don't probably just don't know it,

or just have trouble allowing the words to leave their mouth.

My grandpa for example, misses my grandma terribly,

he hardly says it, but you can simply see it.

I miss her as well, very much and hope to affect as many people as she has.

But thats what Chan was getting at,

do you think you are necassary to those around you?

Whether it be friends, church, community, or whatever comes to your mind.

Do you want to be necessary to someone?

I miss those that I care most about, and that have made a strong impact on me,

I like to verbalize it too.

It's both a curse and a blessing to wear my emotions not on my sleeve,

but scribbled in huge light-up letters on a billboard across my chest.

But something that helps me cope is knowing that

God wants me to miss Him a million times the amount

of how incredibly much I miss my best friend on earth.

How crazy is that?

But that's what I want, I want to be so "in-touch" with Christ that I long for him every hour.

Maybe others will see that and want Him too.

Not trying to sound "churchy"

but what a thought of being that close?

Everytime His name is mentioned I want to be reminded of how

much I miss Him.

Just like I am now when the name of certain people

are mentioned in my life.

Why not focus on that, instead of the crap everyday is filled with?

Gossip, complaints, heartbreak, lies, lust and worries.

Worthless.

Stillness. Day 115.

Buttons. Day 114.

Each button has a size, a color, a make that is all it's own.

Chaos. Day 113.

So often we diregard our purpose in life.

All of us wanting the same things,

Asking God why we can't be like someone else.

Striving for the same goals and not realizing it.

A small boys basketball team has only come to one conclusion,

"I want the ball."

Whether that means smacking one of their own teamates down,

Or falling on the ground trying to touch it,

As gravity plays it's game by bringing it back to the small

Sweaty hands that are reaching up in the air attempting to rebound.

Chaos spreads and at the end of the game a 4 to 10 score reflects what the small boy

With the glasses speaks to his mother, "I just wanted the ball ma."

"Everyone wants the ball sweetie."

Birthday. Day 112.

You can't always have your cake and eat it too.

Life can give and take.

But it's all about where you put your mind.

It's yours to control.

Chocolate can pull some tricks,

But candles can burn.

Happy Birthday Paige.

Frost. Day 111.

The beauty put into such small detail.

Bank. Day 110.

Sorry for those of you who even bother to look anymore. It has been a bit and I'm going to try and keep it up from now on. Anyways, this little guy is the cutest think I've ever seen, a little hippo bank that I LOVE! Thanks Sammy!

Fishly. Day 109.

Fishy Fish love.