Who are you?

Grace defines who I am. The Love of One makes me whole.

Friday

They tell a million stories.....









Calloused and aching
Soft and malleable
Cracked and bleeding
Strong and defiant

So many stories lay beneath scars
Tales of sorrow and happiness
Years of bitterness and toil
Hidden beneath tear stained hands

Up raised and worshiping
Praising a Creator Majestic
Hands that hold the world
Writing the tales of eternity

This is my prayer.......



All of You is more than enough for
all of me For every thirst and every need You satisfy me with Your love And all I have in You is more than enough You're my supply My breath of life still more awesome than I know You're my reward Worth living for still more awesome than I know You’re my sacrifice Of greatest prize and still more awesome than I know You’re the coming King You are everything and still more awesome than I know More than all I want More than all I need You are more than enough for me More than all I know More than all I can say You are more than enough

Tuesday

I am here.....finally


So I finally made it home yesterday
Left school on Sunday after a long weekend of cleaning and checkouts
Got on the plane Monday morning, and got off in Boise 5 hours late
It was long, frustrating, and exhausting, but I am home
Now the seemingly impossible task of finding a job starts
I move to Boise on Sunday and start at the museum Monday morning
Rescue is coming...

Friday

My existence is gone.....

My entire existence here is laying in the hallway
It is a little sad and pathetic
Everything that makes this place my own
Can be wrapped, taped, and packed in a couple rubbermaids
But these things are not what makes here home
This place is home because of the people
This place is home because of the memories
This place is home....

Tuesday

Leaving home for....home



I am packing up my existence here
Preparing to move on to other things
I am leaving home for a time,
But I will return one day and make it mine
I will seize that which belongs to the future
I will lay claim on what is only to come