Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Just Keep Swimming

a cute little fish once said,

"Just keep swimming..."

I can dig that :)

Friday, April 24, 2009


Dia del Oso.

Translation (for those with limited Spanish proficiency): Day of the Bear.

...a long-standing Baylor tradition marked by a glorious day of no class and lots of fun activities on campus like tug of war, ultimate frisbee, volleyball, dunking booths, cotton candy, etc.

However, all the cool college kids rarely even make it to campus. They are too busy ruling 10th street with their own festivities...Dia del 10th, as we like to call it. There, you will find a slip 'n slide, a bounce house, basketball tournaments, and a sea of silly college kids celebrating the sunshine and springtime.

Oh Dia, I love you.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Sometimes, you just need to dance...

Stress is inevitable.

I have been experiencing lots of it lately.

What's a girl to do?

Dance, of course.

Watch this video, sing along, dance your heart out...and relieve some stress :)

Wednesday, April 15, 2009


"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars."
~Kahlil Gibran

Sunday, April 12, 2009

A Funeral and a New Life

As I celebrate
[contemplate, ponder, consider, marvel]
many emotions and thoughts are stirred up within me.

Today, I celebrate the death of Christ. With his death on the cross, Jesus paid for every sin and experienced the full wrath of God....for me. He has beaten, bruised, scarred, and crushed-that by His wounds, I would be healed. His innocent blood has washed my guilty life.

"He gave up His divine privileges;
He took the humble position of a slave
and was born as a human being.
When he appeared in human form,
he humbled himself in obedience to God
and died a criminal's death on a cross."
[Philippians 2:7-8]

Today, I also celebrate my own death.
"For I have been crucified with Christ,
and it is no longer I who live,
but Christ lives in me..."
[Galatians 2:20]
Today, my old self is dead. The old me died with Christ. Therefore, I am no longer a slave to my old ways. My sin can no longer master me. He gave me a way out.
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ,
he is a new creation;
the old has passed away,
behold, all things are new!"
[2nd Cor. 5:17]
Today, I celebrate my own funeral. The death of my former self, who was nailed to the cross with Christ. Because I died with Him, I was also raised with Him to walk in a new life. He made this marvelous exchange.
He did something inconceivable.
He was pierced for my transgressions and my endless unrighteousness, so that when the Father looks at me-He doesn't condemn me. He now looks at me as His adopted child.
So, today I celebrate my funeral and my new life. I hope you're celebrating too. Happy Easter.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Monday, April 6, 2009

la la la

let's get outta here....

i'm gonna drive over hills
over mountains and canyons
and boys that keep bringing me down
i'm gonna drive under skyline and sunshine
drink good wine in vineyards
and get asked to dance
i'm gonna be carefree
and let nothing pass me by
never ever again
~rosie thomas, wedding day

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Sunday, April 5, 2009

the Remedy

Here we are
Bandaged and bruised
Awaiting a cure
Here we are
Here You are
Our beautiful King
Bringing relief
Here You are with us
He is the one
Who has saved us
He is the one
Who forgave us
He is the one who has come
And is coming again
He’s the remedy

Thursday, April 2, 2009


I think it's normal to feel in limbo sometimes. For me, I always get this feeling of being in limbo when I am on the brink of a huge change. [Graduating]

Tonight, my good friend Sarah introduced me to a word that describes just that...

(from the Latin word līmen, meaning "a threshold")
is a psychological, neurological, or metaphysical subjective, conscious state of being on the "threshold" of or between two different existential planes

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

When Memories Fade...

I hate when memories begin to fade. The memories you once were able to recall so vividly can start to get a little hazy. You are no longer able to recall all the smells, the sounds, the images in great detail like you once did.

I hate that.
Time creeps in...

and like a thief, slowly steals the memory from you.

However, maybe not completely. I'll find hope in that.