oh happy day.

#1 on bucket list for senior year, yes SENIOR year….what

Tue, 08 May 2012 23:49:27 -0400

#1 on bucket list for senior year, yes SENIOR year….what

Video

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 22:38:30 -0400

"thirsty hearts are those whose longings have been wakened by the touch of God within them"

Sun, 22 Apr 2012 17:19:35 -0400

“thirsty hearts are those whose longings have been wakened by the touch of God within them”

- A Dub Tozer

i just can’t get enough of this one.

Sun, 22 Apr 2012 17:06:17 -0400

i just can’t get enough of this one.

these lyrics....oh.

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 01:17:54 -0400

Feel the wind blow, through the window, I know,
that we’ll make it through
It’s a million miles from, where we begun, and I,
I still love you

I remember, as clear as ever, the day,
when we first met
Lord you know I, l love to hold her eyes, in mine
everyday since

Everyday and night
Together we will grow
Makin’ the most of a life
As we hold each other close

As we grow old, may it be told, that we,
never lost our flame
If love’s a fire, Then our desire, is to burn,
untamed

Everyday and night
Together we will grow
Makin’ the most of a life
As we hold each other close

Million Miles - Josh Garrels

repeat

Wed, 07 Mar 2012 12:10:41 -0500

repeat

Release Date/Track Listing

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 23:47:01 -0500

jhnmyr:

5/22/12

1. Queen of California

2. The Age of Worry

3. Shadow Days

4. Speak for Me

5. Something Like Olivia

6. Born and Raised

7. If I Ever Get Around To Living

8. Love is a Verb

9. Walt Grace’s Submarine Test, January 1967

10. Whisky, Whisky, Whisky

11. A Face To Call Home

12. Born and Raised (Reprise)

Video

Fri, 24 Feb 2012 13:52:49 -0500

Video

Thu, 23 Feb 2012 17:54:14 -0500

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,I can only conclude that I was not...

Thu, 23 Feb 2012 17:40:23 -0500

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude that I was not made for here
If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,
then of course I’ll feel nude when to where I’m destined I’m compared

For we, we are not long here
Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it
And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you

-b. fraz

passion...2 months later

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 00:11:00 -0500

i get goosebumps every single time i watch the “with everything” video from passion. every.single.time. its hard to explain the deep connection i have to this song, all i know is that i have never in my life experienced God’s presence so evidently and powerfully as i did that night. that was the time in my life when the Lord looked straight at my heart and said, “hey caroline, listen closely to me, its not about you” and i understood it and believed it, FINALLY. i wish i had a cooler story of when i learned that lesson, like i was standing on top of everest and it all the sudden hit me or i was looking into the eyes of a cobra about to attack and the Lord spoke to me, but that didnt happen. its so cliche that it happened at passion, at a christian conference…during hillsong. but it did. and it was AWESOME.

break down our pride

and all the walls we’ve built up inside

our earthly crowns and all our desires

we lay at your feet

God of all days

glorious in all of your ways

“I sit here freezing and wet in this pitch-black room as the rain beats on the roof, and God...

Mon, 06 Feb 2012 14:41:09 -0500

“I sit here freezing and wet in this pitch-black room as the rain beats on the roof, and God is so close I feel I can touch Him. My deepest prayer is that I could know the Lord as well as the first grader next to me. All my senses are full of his greatness. Gods glory had fallen down into this place and is soaking us deeper than the rain. I never ever want to be dry.”
-excerpt from “Kisses from Katie”

buhh, she’s so cool

Sat, 04 Feb 2012 10:59:44 -0500

buhh, she’s so cool

i want to be a bird…a crazy kamikaze flying bird.

Fri, 03 Feb 2012 14:43:30 -0500

i want to be a bird…a crazy kamikaze flying bird.

strangesweetnessinhermind: Keep Your Head Upby Ben Howard he...

Thu, 02 Feb 2012 09:53:02 -0500

strangesweetnessinhermind:

Keep Your Head Up
by Ben Howard

he makes the best videos.
try and tell me this doesn’t look like a blast.

this video makes my insides happy and smiley

Video

Wed, 01 Feb 2012 11:38:36 -0500

Photo

Fri, 27 Jan 2012 15:37:39 -0500

Photo

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 15:16:57 -0500

good

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 14:29:49 -0500

good

this is EXACTLY what i needed to read today

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 13:19:09 -0500

Can you imagine the stench?

Joseph has walked and Mary ridden 90 miles in the scorching sun, the wind whipping around their faces and caking them with dust from the dirt road. More sweat pours from Mary’s brow as she experiences the pains of labor for the first time. The stable is packed with all the travelers’ animals. Flies buzz around them in the heat and the air is heavy with the smells of sickly sweet hay and kmanure.

And into this, a baby enters.

I have witnessed this kind of birth before. Woman sighs and baby falls right into the dirt and in the dark of a tiny mud hut with the light of just a thin candle our eyes search for something, anything, sharp to cut the cord. Water is a luxury and too far to fetch at this hour so we wrap the baby in whatever filthy rag-scraps we can find without even wiping her off first.

Joseph, still merely a child himself, searches for anything he can find in the dim light to cut the cord and swaddle his child, probably rags carrying the afore mentioned stench and the dirt of the journey. Trembling and exhausted they wrap Him as best they can, and swatting flies away lay him in the same trough out of which these animals have been eating.

Behold, the Savior.

And in this moment God fulfils every promise and every prophecy. This, God’s perfect time. God does not wait for the world to get ready, He enters right into the mess.

He makes Himself very least, no more status or opportunity than an easily overlooked infant in the slums where I spend so many hard hours. Very least so that He can commune with the very most desperate – you and me. He doesn’t mind that I am not ready yet and He doesn’t mind the wretched condition of my heart or the stench of my sin. God’s time is now and He enters into the mess, ready or not.

His perfect timing, now. Now is where He has called us. And we are just not ready yet. We need to clean up the house a bit and pray a little more and seek more counsel and we don’t know how to do that yet and oh, we have our excuses. And God says, “I’m here now, and I am ok with the mess because I am here for the messy.”

God doesn’t need us to be ready for Him; He has been ready for us since the beginning of time and the Messiah is here calling us to commune with the Holy One, to eat at His table.

I want the house to be organized and kids to be clean and nicely dressed and I want dinner to come out of the oven on time, but at the end of the day they laundry still piles and there are still crumbs in the corner and can anyone remember if I brushed my teeth today? And it can’t be the New Year yet because I am just not ready for it to be a new year yet.

But I remember when I wasn’t ready to move to Uganda. I remember when I wasn’t ready to kiss the people I loved the most goodbye. I remember when I didn’t have enough money to start a ministry, and I remember when I wasn’t old enough to be a mother, and I remember when I didn’t know how to parent. I remember when I couldn’t cook for fifteen people and when I didn’t want to share my house and my things and my life with sick people and addicts. I remember when I was afraid of the slum community that now holds hundreds of friends and when I was terrified that my daughter would never walk and when I was scared that we would never heal after tragic loss. And I remember that never, not once, was I really as ready as I wanted to be. And I remember that God kept all His promises,every last one, in His perfect time.

This new season looms and I don’t know what is next. But He doesn’t need me to be ready for this season because He is ready. He just needs me to be clinging to His feet.

Now, God’s perfect time.

-Kisses from Katie, January 18, 2012