I wanted to do a nice re-cap of my summer.
Tell you about what life was without the computer. How positively freeing it is, even though I didn't quite manage it. How I realized that my freedom isn't tied to the internet, it's tied to me.
I wanted to capture the awesomeness of the life I lived this summer into a blog post so you could experience a piece of it. To powerfully put into words the things I discovered.
But...I feel as if...the moment something is written down or expressed in spoken words, it is like you have put a bird into a cage. You have confined it, stripped it of meaning, limited its existence.
Words simply cannot capture the essence of truth. It is beyond, even, what humans could possibly comprehend even with their spirit. Not only is it not limited to words and understanding, but it is completely beyond this reality in which I live.
So much of my life has been lived trying to capture bits of truth into "my book of days." To write it down, to treasure it so that I know exactly where it is and how to find it and can pull it out at the right moment in a way that makes people think I am awesome. Trying to fit the ocean into my cup, to stretch my finite capacities to understand the unreachable limitless world of the infinite.
And I can't. I can't hold onto truth because truth is not mine to hold and keep.
In the words of a dear friend: "I'm not losing something by unfurling my grasp on it. Every single thing that occurs on this earth, that touches me, is still changing the world and molding my journey, my person, whether or not a record is kept of it. "
We are stuck in the in between, we are waiting, pressing on for a goal unreachable on this earth -- yet the very pressing on in and of itself means that we are not failing.
I had hoped to come back to blogging full of fire for writing, but now I find that writing cannot capture truly living. I will still write, I suppose -- but hopefully not in a way that lives for the praise I desire from readers, or from my need to know and understand everything, but simply for the living, for the discovering -- sharing, growing, becoming. To seek understanding without becoming a slave to it.
Mike Donehey (lead singer for tenth avenue north, in case you forgot) said, "I don’t write,
because I know what I’m talking about, I write precisely because I don’t know what I’m talking about....I write to unriddle my heart."
To unriddle my heart.
Showing posts with label blog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blog. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 5
Wednesday, June 20
Wayward Fancies
My ingenious, wonderful, creative, amazing brother has his very own blog! (finally!)
And it's quite awesome, to say the least.
Enjoy!
And it's quite awesome, to say the least.
Enjoy!
Wednesday, May 23
1 down, 33 more to go.
I really haven't been posting much of my own words lately. Either that or it's just a heavy criticism of other people's words. You're probably sick of the fangirl and music posts. And the infrequency.
Sadly, the only excuse I have for this is my own wall of fear (and maybe a touch of college work).
"What if nobody reads it?
"What if they don't understand what I'm trying to say?"
"What if they don't like it?"
...and probably the greatest one:
"What if they disagree, or they hate it, but instead of telling me so, continue their lives in quiet disdain of my own???"
Silly me. Not only have I created (hopefully) imaginary critics in my mind, but I have let those imaginary critics shape me. I'm letting myself be tied down by things that might not even exist.
Yes you, little imaginary reader, (wait, you're not imaginary. What I mean is, your imaginary critical self. Wait, are you critical in real life? This is getting complicated.) have unknowingly shaped my fears as a human being.
I have -- get this -- 33 drafts in my blogger folders. Thirty-three.
Some of them date back to 2010, but most of them are within the past few months...thoughts that I've kept to myself -- partially due to my overkilling perfectionism, but mostly for fear that my own lack of coherency will somehow make you think I must not be a decent person.
What is this...this fear of other people's opinions? I feel as if we all keep our deep dark secrets to ourselves, for fear that nobody else feels the same way...when in reality, we are all keeping the exact same deep dark secret.
I realized the other day what a petty thing it is to live for. Internet acceptance, I mean. Seriously? To incessantly check my email and/or blog in hopes that someone has clicked the "like" button is really just sickening. Why do I care? (I'll write more about that later...actually, I think it's in one of those 33 drafts...ha.)
Who am I to limit myself to the criticism of others? Am I going to let my own preconceived ideas of comments that don't even exist shape my own discovery of truth?
No siree!
So here come a few of those 33 drafts. Some of them are ones I was planning to post anyway and just never got around to it, but the idea is to get the guts to post stuff I'm unsure about.
We'll see how this goes.
Sadly, the only excuse I have for this is my own wall of fear (and maybe a touch of college work).
"What if nobody reads it?
"What if they don't understand what I'm trying to say?"
"What if they don't like it?"
...and probably the greatest one:
"What if they disagree, or they hate it, but instead of telling me so, continue their lives in quiet disdain of my own???"
Silly me. Not only have I created (hopefully) imaginary critics in my mind, but I have let those imaginary critics shape me. I'm letting myself be tied down by things that might not even exist.
Yes you, little imaginary reader, (wait, you're not imaginary. What I mean is, your imaginary critical self. Wait, are you critical in real life? This is getting complicated.) have unknowingly shaped my fears as a human being.
I have -- get this -- 33 drafts in my blogger folders. Thirty-three.
Some of them date back to 2010, but most of them are within the past few months...thoughts that I've kept to myself -- partially due to my overkilling perfectionism, but mostly for fear that my own lack of coherency will somehow make you think I must not be a decent person.
What is this...this fear of other people's opinions? I feel as if we all keep our deep dark secrets to ourselves, for fear that nobody else feels the same way...when in reality, we are all keeping the exact same deep dark secret.
I realized the other day what a petty thing it is to live for. Internet acceptance, I mean. Seriously? To incessantly check my email and/or blog in hopes that someone has clicked the "like" button is really just sickening. Why do I care? (I'll write more about that later...actually, I think it's in one of those 33 drafts...ha.)
Who am I to limit myself to the criticism of others? Am I going to let my own preconceived ideas of comments that don't even exist shape my own discovery of truth?
No siree!
So here come a few of those 33 drafts. Some of them are ones I was planning to post anyway and just never got around to it, but the idea is to get the guts to post stuff I'm unsure about.
We'll see how this goes.
Sunday, May 20
I caved.
I got a tumblr.
The let's-avoid-writing-anything-of-deep-significance blog of the modern-day teenage girl who posts too many pictures of vintage outfits.
Okay, so not every tumblr is like that.
Like mine!
Reason: Lately I've been tired of trying to capture the meaning of life in words, instead of actually living it. (to put it the way a friend of mine does) I'll keep blogging, keep writing, but I wanted somewhere that I could expose my fangurl-ness without cluttering up my nice blog, and post quotes and links and pictures of kittens as much as I please without spamming your dashboard.
It's quite nice. However, I'm still a little skeptical about the idea of letting myself fall prey to yet another realm of internet slavery. We'll see if I keep this one up.
ps - If you have a tumblr, you should tell me, so I can stalk you, and we can all continue in our happy cloud of internet stalking and posting about kittens together.
The let's-avoid-writing-anything-of-deep-significance blog of the modern-day teenage girl who posts too many pictures of vintage outfits.
Okay, so not every tumblr is like that.
Like mine!
Reason: Lately I've been tired of trying to capture the meaning of life in words, instead of actually living it. (to put it the way a friend of mine does) I'll keep blogging, keep writing, but I wanted somewhere that I could expose my fangurl-ness without cluttering up my nice blog, and post quotes and links and pictures of kittens as much as I please without spamming your dashboard.
It's quite nice. However, I'm still a little skeptical about the idea of letting myself fall prey to yet another realm of internet slavery. We'll see if I keep this one up.
ps - If you have a tumblr, you should tell me, so I can stalk you, and we can all continue in our happy cloud of internet stalking and posting about kittens together.
Saturday, September 17
Notice.
Starting Monday, I shall begin school.Like, actual, real life, take-your-books-in-a-backpack-school.
Like, you get homework.
And teachers.
And classrooms.
And you have to drive there.
...
Homeschooled much? =P
Anyhow, I'm super stoked, and hopefully you'll hear of my adventurings later on. But it might be awhile till I post, just...to, you know, notify you of that.
Wednesday, August 24
The title is relevant to the post, I promise.
Okay, maybe not.
So, I'm sitting here, trying to think up of a witty way to start this post so that you'll read it.
Huh?
Oh come on, everyone knows that you'll only read blog posts with interesting titles and/or first 2.3 sentences.
Unless you're one of those madly devoted followers who clings to every word a person says like it was sent from heaven above.
But I don't think I have any followers like that.
(on that note, do we cling to God's words like they were sent from heaven above? cause you know, they kinda are.)
Anyhow. I've got this weird writing style stuck in my head because, guess what? I just read a blog with a similar writing style, and it got stuck in my head.
Yeah, I'm one of those people who feeds off of others creativity. Get over it, you know I have your attention now. (come on, you gotta admit it was pretty witty. I couldn't do it more than once though, darn this creativity thing.) (hence why the post is witty, and the title is dumb)
;)
But now that I've wasted a perfectly good 45 seconds of your life, I'll tell you why I'm blogging at 11pm at night.
I want to share with you Jon Acuff's blog. He's got two, actually.
I came across this post this evening, and wow...let me tell you that man can write some powerful stuff. (Go read it. Now. You can read the rest of this later. )
(aw, aren't you devoted! you're still reading!)
I've never heard of him before, aside from a hazy memory of picking up his book in the bookshop of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (wilst in Boston) and being mildly amused.
I haven't scoured his website or been a long time reader, but in only reading a few posts on his blog, it's evident that he loves the Lord.
The cool part is? He's human, just like you and me.
I feel like it's so rare to find blog authors who are bluntly honest. People put up so many masks in hopes that it will attract attention. (of course, they'd never say that, because you know...that'd be....honest.)
But lately, I just need to know that I'm not the only one. And even if he's famous, he's a sinner saved by grace...just like me.
Rest assured, this is not the last you'll hear of this blog on my blog. It's like hearing a good sermon, one that God wrote for you....so refreshing.
The thing is, I really really want you to go read his blog. No, I'm not advertising, the stuff on there is amazing.
Jesus Christ is the formula killer. He won’t behave according to our formulas. He won’t fit into our incredibly tiny expectations. He refuses to be controlled by our logic. {Jon Acuff}
Check it out, then tell me what you think.
Actually, no. If you checked out the blog, and you liked it, comment. Hopefully that won't scare you away from checking out the blog for fear of being guilted into commenting....rather it will enticingly woo you to type into the comment box....okay I'll stop now.
So, I'm sitting here, trying to think up of a witty way to start this post so that you'll read it.
Huh?
Oh come on, everyone knows that you'll only read blog posts with interesting titles and/or first 2.3 sentences.
Unless you're one of those madly devoted followers who clings to every word a person says like it was sent from heaven above.
But I don't think I have any followers like that.
(on that note, do we cling to God's words like they were sent from heaven above? cause you know, they kinda are.)
Anyhow. I've got this weird writing style stuck in my head because, guess what? I just read a blog with a similar writing style, and it got stuck in my head.
Yeah, I'm one of those people who feeds off of others creativity. Get over it, you know I have your attention now. (come on, you gotta admit it was pretty witty. I couldn't do it more than once though, darn this creativity thing.) (hence why the post is witty, and the title is dumb)
;)
But now that I've wasted a perfectly good 45 seconds of your life, I'll tell you why I'm blogging at 11pm at night.
I want to share with you Jon Acuff's blog. He's got two, actually.
I came across this post this evening, and wow...let me tell you that man can write some powerful stuff. (Go read it. Now. You can read the rest of this later. )
(aw, aren't you devoted! you're still reading!)
I've never heard of him before, aside from a hazy memory of picking up his book in the bookshop of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (wilst in Boston) and being mildly amused.
I haven't scoured his website or been a long time reader, but in only reading a few posts on his blog, it's evident that he loves the Lord.
The cool part is? He's human, just like you and me.
I feel like it's so rare to find blog authors who are bluntly honest. People put up so many masks in hopes that it will attract attention. (of course, they'd never say that, because you know...that'd be....honest.)
But lately, I just need to know that I'm not the only one. And even if he's famous, he's a sinner saved by grace...just like me.
Rest assured, this is not the last you'll hear of this blog on my blog. It's like hearing a good sermon, one that God wrote for you....so refreshing.
The thing is, I really really want you to go read his blog. No, I'm not advertising, the stuff on there is amazing.
Jesus Christ is the formula killer. He won’t behave according to our formulas. He won’t fit into our incredibly tiny expectations. He refuses to be controlled by our logic. {Jon Acuff}
Check it out, then tell me what you think.
Actually, no. If you checked out the blog, and you liked it, comment. Hopefully that won't scare you away from checking out the blog for fear of being guilted into commenting....rather it will enticingly woo you to type into the comment box....okay I'll stop now.
Monday, July 11
Wednesday, February 23
Alright now.
Poor blog. It's feeling neglected. As it is, there hasn't been much to write about lately. The Idaho tournament came and went, with much success, laughs, and fun all around. 'Twas a grand tournament. I came *this* close to qualifying for Regionals in debate, and qualified in both my Dramatic Interp and Impromptu. Raymond placed 2nd with his Original Oratory, and I'm sooooo proud of him.
The week directly following was supposed to be a super busy week filled with lots of speech writing and case-revamping, but I was ill all week and couldn't do much, which was rather irritating. So now I'm cramming for the tournament that starts tomorrow. Isn't that grand?
And it's supposed to SNOW tonight. Of all the worst ideas, it's supposed to SNOWLkjdfsa;f skdf seriously. It was supposed to snow in January. not right before a tournament. Eej. What's with you, Seattle?
In other news, thank you very much for voting on my video! Unfortunately, I didn't make the top 10, but I do get to play background music for the little event they're hosting, which should be fun.
Hm. Well, I think that's all the update I have for right now. sigh.
The week directly following was supposed to be a super busy week filled with lots of speech writing and case-revamping, but I was ill all week and couldn't do much, which was rather irritating. So now I'm cramming for the tournament that starts tomorrow. Isn't that grand?
And it's supposed to SNOW tonight. Of all the worst ideas, it's supposed to SNOWLkjdfsa;f skdf seriously. It was supposed to snow in January. not right before a tournament. Eej. What's with you, Seattle?
In other news, thank you very much for voting on my video! Unfortunately, I didn't make the top 10, but I do get to play background music for the little event they're hosting, which should be fun.
Hm. Well, I think that's all the update I have for right now. sigh.
Saturday, January 29
Okay, so maybe not *that* quiet yet.
Well, it's sort of connected to Idaho, so...
I met Leowren last year at the Idaho tourney, and I *just* discovered her blog today...I love discovering that awesome people have blogs. :) Her blog, Eat...Sleep...Write, is also uh-mahzing.
Aaannnddd, she's having a giveaway in celebration of the new year, which is this *adorable* hat:
So you can hop over to her blog to enter it right HERE!
Alright, that's all for now.
I met Leowren last year at the Idaho tourney, and I *just* discovered her blog today...I love discovering that awesome people have blogs. :) Her blog, Eat...Sleep...Write, is also uh-mahzing.
Aaannnddd, she's having a giveaway in celebration of the new year, which is this *adorable* hat:
So you can hop over to her blog to enter it right HERE!Alright, that's all for now.
Thursday, December 23
smile (:
I'm beginning to grow rather fond of the random, spontaneous blog updates. [that's a warning, dear reader] Probably due to all the rather deep thinking I've been doing lately. But never mind that right now.
We had quiz practice today and yesterday, which proved to be quite entertaining and actually productive. (as opposed to last week's, where we mostly hung out, mulled over all the information we didn't know, ate popcorn, and argued over whether to listen to my ipod or Micah's.)
I ALSO got to spend time with my sister yesterday, (!!!!!!!) whom I haven't seen in a year, which is a ridiculously long time. I'm trying to find an appropriately awesome word to describe our visit, but I'm not finding one. Ah, well. Guess that means I should expand my vocabulary.
This is our Christmas tree. (:
Today is Christmas Eve Eve! Kind of scary how it's crept up. I have so much work to do before break is over.
OH! and Maple Candy is the best thing EVER! We have some in our house. ::sigh:: it's sooooo good. (:
We had quiz practice today and yesterday, which proved to be quite entertaining and actually productive. (as opposed to last week's, where we mostly hung out, mulled over all the information we didn't know, ate popcorn, and argued over whether to listen to my ipod or Micah's.)
I ALSO got to spend time with my sister yesterday, (!!!!!!!) whom I haven't seen in a year, which is a ridiculously long time. I'm trying to find an appropriately awesome word to describe our visit, but I'm not finding one. Ah, well. Guess that means I should expand my vocabulary.
This is our Christmas tree. (:Today is Christmas Eve Eve! Kind of scary how it's crept up. I have so much work to do before break is over.
OH! and Maple Candy is the best thing EVER! We have some in our house. ::sigh:: it's sooooo good. (:
Sunday, December 19
Finally!
There's such a disparaging lack of decent Christmas blog backgrounds out there - actually, there's a terrible lack of decent ANYtime blog backgrounds out there...most of which I blame my friend Inders for making me such a web-design perfectionist.
I also had to go back to the normal template [::sob::] because I couldn't find any to fit the spiffy new one. So everything's a little more squished up again. [::wheeze::]
Of course, it is rather late to be finally changing my blog up, but ah, well. Life is far too busy.
Today in church, they had all their train sets up and so so so much WONDERFUL FOOD. I loooove the Sunday before Christmas! It's such fun to see all the trains and there were SO MANY this year! And I didn't have my camera. [boooo.]
The sermon was really good too - it was about focusing not on the "how" of our problems: as in, how to fix them, what to do to make things better, but rather the "who": the one who holds all in the palm of His hand. He talked a lot about how when we give Christ our brokenness, pain, and death: He exchanges it with joy, renewal, and life.
In other news, MY BIG SISTER IS COMING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!! (whom I haven't seen in a year!!!) sad;fkharieudsj I'm so excited. (:
::sigh::
Well. That was a random update.
Keep seeing Dawn Treader!
(oho, you thought you could get out of hearing about that movie for at least one blog post, eh? sorry. =P )
Love, Hannah
I also had to go back to the normal template [::sob::] because I couldn't find any to fit the spiffy new one. So everything's a little more squished up again. [::wheeze::]
Of course, it is rather late to be finally changing my blog up, but ah, well. Life is far too busy.
Today in church, they had all their train sets up and so so so much WONDERFUL FOOD. I loooove the Sunday before Christmas! It's such fun to see all the trains and there were SO MANY this year! And I didn't have my camera. [boooo.]
The sermon was really good too - it was about focusing not on the "how" of our problems: as in, how to fix them, what to do to make things better, but rather the "who": the one who holds all in the palm of His hand. He talked a lot about how when we give Christ our brokenness, pain, and death: He exchanges it with joy, renewal, and life.
In other news, MY BIG SISTER IS COMING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!! (whom I haven't seen in a year!!!) sad;fkharieudsj I'm so excited. (:
::sigh::
Well. That was a random update.
Keep seeing Dawn Treader!
(oho, you thought you could get out of hearing about that movie for at least one blog post, eh? sorry. =P )
Love, Hannah
Friday, September 3
O.o
I really can't believe I just did what I did to my blog.
But I've been wanting to change quite a few things, and it being that web design is not my cup of tea - I've been wrestling with blogger for the past hour or so. (which isn't even considered real web-design. They even call it "button-pushing-publishing"....unfortunately I had to push a lot of buttons to get it to do even remotely what I wanted.)
Vote on the poll (located in the sidebar: now on the left...how's that?) and let me know what you think.... if you have any questions, comments, concerns, suggestions, ideas, or cookies....comment below. =]
But I've been wanting to change quite a few things, and it being that web design is not my cup of tea - I've been wrestling with blogger for the past hour or so. (which isn't even considered real web-design. They even call it "button-pushing-publishing"....unfortunately I had to push a lot of buttons to get it to do even remotely what I wanted.)
Vote on the poll (located in the sidebar: now on the left...how's that?) and let me know what you think.... if you have any questions, comments, concerns, suggestions, ideas, or cookies....comment below. =]
Tuesday, April 6
In interest of catching up on the homework I missed over the Idaho speech tournament (which I will have pictures for eventually!) and in preparing for the state-wide regional speech tournament next week, I am going to be off blogger/gmail/buzz/facebook for the next week or so. I'll still check my email - but just letting you know.
I have great ambitions to qualify for Nationals at regionals next week - but I don't want to get my hopes too high, seeing as it's only my first year. I would really appreciate your prayers this week and next - esp. next Wednesday morning (Specifically at 9:30, 11:00, and 12:30, which is when I am giving my most nerve-racking speech. The rest of my speeches are spread out on Thursday and Friday (and hopefully Saturday), but I don't know exactly what times yet.) Thanks so much!
See you all next week! :)
I have great ambitions to qualify for Nationals at regionals next week - but I don't want to get my hopes too high, seeing as it's only my first year. I would really appreciate your prayers this week and next - esp. next Wednesday morning (Specifically at 9:30, 11:00, and 12:30, which is when I am giving my most nerve-racking speech. The rest of my speeches are spread out on Thursday and Friday (and hopefully Saturday), but I don't know exactly what times yet.) Thanks so much!
See you all next week! :)
Thursday, March 11
5-second-hug
Have you ever gone blog hopping?
It's lots of fun. Sometimes the results are productive, others not.
Here's how you do it:
Today, I started with Gray's Blog, and in that particular post, she was featuring this blog. So of course, I browsed around, and then looked the author's profile.
And in looking around on that profile, I discovered the same author also writes on this blog. So while browsing through that one, I found this picture. I was quite amused, and noticed there was a comment. So, I clicked on it, and after a bit more browsing around, found this girl's blog.
Her name is Skylar Marks, and she's a 13-year old singer and songwriter. She recorded her first album when she was 8, and she wrote all the songs and played all the instruments herself.
I particularly liked the song "5-second-hug", written when she was 7.
Crying tears of sadness
your heart is completely closed
go to the place
while embracing the world with joy
Ten-hour wait
Five-second hug
But it's really worth it
Ten-hour wait
Five-second hug
Enjoy the moment
While it's there
You can listen to it here. Click on the "Skywriting" album, and it's the first song on the list.
She doesn't have a phenomenal voice, she's not widespread, and she's not all over news articles and videos. But she loves her family, and sings with the more sincerity and depth than I've seen in a little girl. I love how un-edited everything sounds. I think she lives in Hawaii, and is the most adorable tomboy.
I know I certainly didn't have that much insight as an 8 year old. Or even as a 13 year old. Some of my other favorites are "Melt Away", "How It All Began", "Watching You", and "To Know You"
Go to the place
while embracing the world with joy
-Hannah
It's lots of fun. Sometimes the results are productive, others not.
Here's how you do it:
- Start with a friend's blog. Preferably one with lots of followers, because this expands your options.
- Click a random follower, and continue to explore their profiles until you find one who blogs.
- Find a random blog. Find followers of that blog. Look at the comments of people on the blog. You never know the interesting people you might find. =D
Today, I started with Gray's Blog, and in that particular post, she was featuring this blog. So of course, I browsed around, and then looked the author's profile.
And in looking around on that profile, I discovered the same author also writes on this blog. So while browsing through that one, I found this picture. I was quite amused, and noticed there was a comment. So, I clicked on it, and after a bit more browsing around, found this girl's blog.
Her name is Skylar Marks, and she's a 13-year old singer and songwriter. She recorded her first album when she was 8, and she wrote all the songs and played all the instruments herself.
I particularly liked the song "5-second-hug", written when she was 7.
Crying tears of sadness
your heart is completely closed
go to the place
while embracing the world with joy
Ten-hour wait
Five-second hug
But it's really worth it
Ten-hour wait
Five-second hug
Enjoy the moment
While it's there
You can listen to it here. Click on the "Skywriting" album, and it's the first song on the list.
She doesn't have a phenomenal voice, she's not widespread, and she's not all over news articles and videos. But she loves her family, and sings with the more sincerity and depth than I've seen in a little girl. I love how un-edited everything sounds. I think she lives in Hawaii, and is the most adorable tomboy.
I know I certainly didn't have that much insight as an 8 year old. Or even as a 13 year old. Some of my other favorites are "Melt Away", "How It All Began", "Watching You", and "To Know You"
Go to the place
while embracing the world with joy
-Hannah
Sunday, March 7
I can't ever stay with one thing, can I?
I must ask again for your feedback. And in this case it is most desperately needed because I made such drastic changes.
I started a different blog a few days ago so I could post essentially what I post here but without the pictures/real names of other people so that I could share it with more people (like the forum I administrate). But it turned out so nicely that I decided to make this blog like it.
I'm not so sure I like the title for forever....or the background. I may just keep it till I'm sick of it and revert back to the lovely purpleness. But right now I'm in love with the books, the quote, and the title.
So tell me what you think. (That's a nice way of saying: PLEASE COMMENT!!! =P)
I started a different blog a few days ago so I could post essentially what I post here but without the pictures/real names of other people so that I could share it with more people (like the forum I administrate). But it turned out so nicely that I decided to make this blog like it.
I'm not so sure I like the title for forever....or the background. I may just keep it till I'm sick of it and revert back to the lovely purpleness. But right now I'm in love with the books, the quote, and the title.
So tell me what you think. (That's a nice way of saying: PLEASE COMMENT!!! =P)
Friday, February 26
This is where you comment
What do you think of the little picture I made up at the top? Can you read the verse? Does it look nice? Yes, I'm picky and I want to know. :P
Wednesday, January 13
I change my blog background too often.
Saturday, January 9
The hurt before the healing
If you can't tell, I've been discovering a lot of great, great music lately. Really, really good songs. It's a good thing I got itunes money for Christmas. :)
Instead of posting the video, I want to post the lyrics to this song - it's called "before the morning" by Josh Wilson. The most important parts are pretty obvious. =]
Do you wonder why you have to
Feel things that hurt you?
If there's a God who loves you,
Where is He now?
Or maybe there are things you can't see
And all those things are happening
To bring a better ending
Someday, somehow, you'll see.
You'll see.
Would you dare, would you dare to believe
That you still have a reason to sing
'Cause the pain that you've been feeling
It can't compare to the joy that's coming
So hold on, you gotta wait for the light
Press on, and just fight the good fight
'Cause the pain that you've been feeling
Is just the dark before the morning
Once you feel the weight of glory
All your pain will fade into memory
Come on, you gotta wait for the light
Press on, and just fight the good fight
'Cause the pain that you've been feeling
Is just the hurt before the healing
Oh, the pain that you've been feeling
Is just the dark before the morning
Yesterday, on the forum I administrate (Aslan's Country), we held our first Bible study with our moderators. We studied "Being a Christian in a world of sin", which, as I've realized, encapsulated my whole awana Mainstudy in one sentence. The whole thing is Paul exhorting the Corinthians to be different in a world of sin around them.
I could start reciting all I know about Corinth, Paul, and the book of 1st Corinthians from my quiz study, but I'll spare you the details :P
Back to our study today - it was on Romans 8:18-25. I wasn't going to post the whole thing, but it's so good...so please don't be daunted by it's length. Read it. :)
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. For the earnest expectation of the creation eagerly waits for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it in hope; because the creation itself also will be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groans and labors with birth pangs together until now. Not only that, but we also who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for the adoption, the redemption of our body. For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance.
Or maybe there are things you can't see
And all those things are happening
To bring a better ending
Someday, somehow, you'll see.
Hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what we sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance.
Isn't that just amazing? I love that word - hope. I was thinking last night that I should name my girls (assuming I have any) Faith, Hope, and Charity. But anyway.
We also talked at the young ladies' Bible study I was at on Thursday night about living in light of eternity, from Philippians 1. (amazing how God ties everything in your life together all at once, isn't it?)
God has so, so, so much in store for us! ...the creation itself also will be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God!
Any pain we are in right now, pain of the world around us, anything God has thrown at us is to bring glory to Himself, to draw us closer to Him. And just think how glorious it will be in Heaven, when the morning comes. We can't see it now and there's no way that we can. But if we press on, persevere, keep hoping, there will be joy in the morning. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning! (Psalm 30:5)
And, because I just love all these verse that are coming to mind,
Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy. He who continually goes forth weeping, bearing seed for sowing, will doubtless (there's that hope again!!) come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him. (Psalm 126:5-6)
I'd love to hear your thoughts on the scripture and the song. :) Kudos to you for reading the long post!
Keep hoping,
Dark comes before morning,
Hurt comes before healing.
Instead of posting the video, I want to post the lyrics to this song - it's called "before the morning" by Josh Wilson. The most important parts are pretty obvious. =]
Do you wonder why you have to
Feel things that hurt you?
If there's a God who loves you,
Where is He now?
Or maybe there are things you can't see
And all those things are happening
To bring a better ending
Someday, somehow, you'll see.
You'll see.
Would you dare, would you dare to believe
That you still have a reason to sing
'Cause the pain that you've been feeling
It can't compare to the joy that's coming
So hold on, you gotta wait for the light
Press on, and just fight the good fight
'Cause the pain that you've been feeling
Is just the dark before the morning
Once you feel the weight of glory
All your pain will fade into memory
Come on, you gotta wait for the light
Press on, and just fight the good fight
'Cause the pain that you've been feeling
Is just the hurt before the healing
Oh, the pain that you've been feeling
Is just the dark before the morning
Yesterday, on the forum I administrate (Aslan's Country), we held our first Bible study with our moderators. We studied "Being a Christian in a world of sin", which, as I've realized, encapsulated my whole awana Mainstudy in one sentence. The whole thing is Paul exhorting the Corinthians to be different in a world of sin around them.
I could start reciting all I know about Corinth, Paul, and the book of 1st Corinthians from my quiz study, but I'll spare you the details :P
Back to our study today - it was on Romans 8:18-25. I wasn't going to post the whole thing, but it's so good...so please don't be daunted by it's length. Read it. :)
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. For the earnest expectation of the creation eagerly waits for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it in hope; because the creation itself also will be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groans and labors with birth pangs together until now. Not only that, but we also who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for the adoption, the redemption of our body. For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance.
Or maybe there are things you can't see
And all those things are happening
To bring a better ending
Someday, somehow, you'll see.
Hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what we sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance.
Isn't that just amazing? I love that word - hope. I was thinking last night that I should name my girls (assuming I have any) Faith, Hope, and Charity. But anyway.
We also talked at the young ladies' Bible study I was at on Thursday night about living in light of eternity, from Philippians 1. (amazing how God ties everything in your life together all at once, isn't it?)
God has so, so, so much in store for us! ...the creation itself also will be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God!
Any pain we are in right now, pain of the world around us, anything God has thrown at us is to bring glory to Himself, to draw us closer to Him. And just think how glorious it will be in Heaven, when the morning comes. We can't see it now and there's no way that we can. But if we press on, persevere, keep hoping, there will be joy in the morning. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning! (Psalm 30:5)
And, because I just love all these verse that are coming to mind,
Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy. He who continually goes forth weeping, bearing seed for sowing, will doubtless (there's that hope again!!) come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him. (Psalm 126:5-6)
I'd love to hear your thoughts on the scripture and the song. :) Kudos to you for reading the long post!
Keep hoping,
Dark comes before morning,
Hurt comes before healing.
Saturday, January 2
Christmas is over...
And a New Year has begun! But seeing as winter is still here, I've found a nice, cozy wintry background that's not entirely Christmas. (:
Sorry about the little posting-spree lately...once school starts I won't have much time to post quite so much. :P
Here's a quote I read this morning that I really like.
Personality is the unique, limitless part of our life that makes us distinct from everyone else. It is too vast for us even to comprehend. An island in the sea may be just the top of a large mountain, and our personality is like that island. We don't know the great depths of our being, therefore we cannot measure ourselves. We start out thinking we can, but soon realize that there is really only one Being who fully understands us, and that is our Creator. ~Oswald Chambers
Sorry about the little posting-spree lately...once school starts I won't have much time to post quite so much. :P
Here's a quote I read this morning that I really like.
Personality is the unique, limitless part of our life that makes us distinct from everyone else. It is too vast for us even to comprehend. An island in the sea may be just the top of a large mountain, and our personality is like that island. We don't know the great depths of our being, therefore we cannot measure ourselves. We start out thinking we can, but soon realize that there is really only one Being who fully understands us, and that is our Creator. ~Oswald Chambers
Friday, January 1
2010
Yes, I've made 3 posts in one day...(well, technically not, today's January 1st)yes, it's 1:30 am, no, I am not planning on staying up all night.
Movies (as you probably well know) put me in a rather emotional, poetic sort of mood, and seeing as it is now 2010 and another year has past, I thought I might as well make a New Years post. :P This shall be my first post of 2010.
(and in case you were wondering, we were watching the Ultimate Gift. I love that movie. Always makes me cry. We've been watching a lot of Christmas movies lately because we missed them all at Christmastime...)
Here's what I posted on my facebook, I'm a bit too tired to think of anything else poetic or philosophical. But seeing as I wrote this at 10pm rather than now, it should make a bit more sense...
On a more serious note, for those of you who read my little blog here, thank you so much. :)
Love, Hannah
Movies (as you probably well know) put me in a rather emotional, poetic sort of mood, and seeing as it is now 2010 and another year has past, I thought I might as well make a New Years post. :P This shall be my first post of 2010.
(and in case you were wondering, we were watching the Ultimate Gift. I love that movie. Always makes me cry. We've been watching a lot of Christmas movies lately because we missed them all at Christmastime...)
Here's what I posted on my facebook, I'm a bit too tired to think of anything else poetic or philosophical. But seeing as I wrote this at 10pm rather than now, it should make a bit more sense...
On a more serious note, for those of you who read my little blog here, thank you so much. :)
2010...is another gift from God. It's a full 365 days, 24 hours in each, 8,760 hours total - from Him to use for His glory. There is so much potential in that amount of time. How much of myself can I give to Him to further His kingdom this year? What can I do during this year to make it count, to make it different, to become closer to my Savior?
Happy New Year!Love, Hannah
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