justice tarries through happiness
i hate that when i drive home, worn out, i always think of the most brilliant things to say, or blog about, and how to cleverly turn a phrase, but i get home, forget, and don't even bother to capitalize my i's.
#TheKingofLimbs is brilliant. Radiohead are really outdoing themselves..makes me want to write so much, always.
the good news, is that the Good News is changing people. Christ is building his kingdom. people are getting saved. people are changing/for the better.
then i spot parliament, and pick them up to smoke em out. and three words could last a lifetime.
a spot of shimmer, unleashing like a dalmatian spotting the mail man. no more law.less.ness.
clear water, and wilderness.
i find it odd that people find solace in confiding in me. not an "uncomfortable" odd, more like a perplexing mystery. after all, i never went asking for it, nor posting signs directing them to unload their semi-trucks at my dock. at the very same time i find it humbling and quite an honor that for whatever reason, God directed many of them to talk to me. most the time i just listen and then quote a verse after 35 minutes. what's most amazing to me, is God puts the right things to say on my heart. none of it's me, that's all i know.
Zach and Megan really encouraged me a few weeks ago by saying nice things to me. it isn't often that close friends just outright say particularly nice things to one another; it's mostly implied by that "you get me, and i get you" look/atmosphere. i'm so happy they're getting married. i love them.
i still really love my job, even though i'm feeling overwhelmed most the time. i'm really starting to understand my bosses more, and how to communicate clearer, and that i need to instantly own up to my mistakes and fix the consequences. i'm blessed to have gracious, generous bosses.
most of this is tabloid, of my own life. i hope to collect my thoughts soon and write something...let's say, substantial. i love the smell of fresh sawdust, and i love beer. i love Jesus. i hate the price of oil. i want summer.
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