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Yesterday was one of the most beautiful days we’ve had in a long, long while. Spring finally decided to spring and I’m so thankful for it. It’s been the longest winter EVER ever. I soaked in my sweet warm sunshine with everything I had, not knowing when I would see it again.

I’m sorry I neglected this space for a while. I still have a promised post about an Ingrid concert in the back of my mind and I have not forgotten about it. Sometimes I just stop writing for a while, I’m not completely sure why. Maybe lack of inspiration but, more likely, so much I could say that it paralyzes me instead.

Sometimes I wish I was better at knowing and articulating the feelings and thoughts this little mind of mine holds. Things left unsaid.

Anyway, I just wanted to say a quick “hello” from blog-land and I’ll try and write more soon and cheers to YOU on this sunny Saturday morning. ; )


last night, the moon was my unexpected therapy. its brightness peeked through the slats of my blinds as i lay in bed. i kept closing and opening back up my eyes to catch its glance. its light danced in and out of clouds and touched my face. it whispered comfort. it reminded me that i’m held, too. that i was created by the same loving hands.  i thought of all we’ve been through, me and the moon. quiet nights, lonely nights, difficult nights, lovely nights, joyous nights. there’s something about that moon. full of mystery and passion and stories. always seeming to come out at just the right time. 

so through tired, blurry eyes in my mostly dark, still room i stared out at this glowing haze… an old, constant companion.

goodnight, moon. 

 in the quiet, in the stillness i know that you are God.


and apparently it was a full moon last night! just looked it up. no wonder.



The present.

Good things.

To feel.





To live.


To love others without expectation.


Things I’ve been thinking about today. Mostly while I was in the shower… where some of my best thinking happens.


I took that photo to try to capture my waves.

and it turned into art.

see, it’s me and brooke fraser and the civil wars.

just hangin on my wall in stair-steps.

being rockstars.

Sometimes I worry too much for my own good. I make small things big and big things bigger and I forget to trust the One who knows exactly what He is doing. Today I am choosing to think rightly and trust in God’s sovereignty in and protection over my life. He is good. He loves me. I am His.

Here’s to trusting in God for the “now” and the moments and days to come. Here’s to having eternal perspective.

Here’s to cloudy morning comfort. It’s OK, clouds… please stay awhile.

Stu Weber shared a great message on God’s Sovereignty  this weekend… I was in this service because I remember him telling us we looked like we’d “sucked on a lemon”, haha. It was the early service. : )

Fall is in the air! I love it.

Wednesday I met up with a good friend in Sellwood where she lives with her husband in an adorable house complete with a gorgeous piano, herb and vegetable gardens, chickens and, their most recent addition, a puppy they’ve named “Rooster” (“Roo” for short).

We walked straight to a local breakfast spot only a few blocks away and weaved our way through quaint neighborhoods on the way back. This part of the city reminds me a little of Queen Anne in Seattle. I could easily live in either of these places, having the feeling of a small town in a big city. Although I love where I’m at. It’s definitely right, right now.

When I aimlessly drank my coffee “black”, my friend was amazed and, in her own words, “kind of intimidated”. It made me laugh and then realize how happy I am to have grown into my own person (a little bit like what my sister talked about here). I am feeling more and more like a grown-up these days. I’ve been one for quite a while now, but I’m gaining confidence in who I am and learning to be authentically me. That’s what I want. To rest in being “me” but to challenge myself to growth and new heights. Annie Parsons inspires me in that way. I’ve only met her once, but I shamelessly stalk her blog posts and she inspires me to authenticity as well as living life to the fullest.

This week I had to get my brakes fixed. A tiny, squeaky sound slowly turned into horrible grinding noises every time I slowed down. Thus, my hurried trip to Les Schwab after my last client on Thursday. All is now well with my faithful Hyundai. We’ve been through a lot together.

Today I am, once again, moved by the music of The Kingdom & The Gospel and the hearts of those who contributed to the project.

                Did you see me? (I saw you go under the waves

                Drowned by the sea? (They sure were tall they hit you hard)

                No, it was dark. (I never left).

The writer of this song originally wrote the lyrics without the words that you see in parenthesis. It was later filled in with “God’s response” by another songwriter and friend.

How awesome to know that God does not dismiss our pain.

I wonder if I’m the only person who looked out her window this morning, saw the dark grey sky and rain and whispered, “I love this weather!”

I get weekly mass emails from the lead pastor of my church, titled, “Just A Thought… from Alan”. Sometimes I breeze through them or take a quick note of upcoming events, but I also like to see what Alan has to say. He is one of the most genuine, passionate people I have ever met and I am consistently moved by his preaching and his person. Today, Alan had this quote to pass on:

How dare you approach the mercy-seat of God on the basis of what kind of day you had, as if that were the basis for our entrance into the presence of the sovereign and holy God? No wonder we cannot beat the Devil. This is works theology. It has nothing to do with grace and the exclusive sufficiency of Christ. Nothing.
Do you not understand that we overcome the accuser on the ground of the blood of Christ? Nothing more, nothing less. That is how we win. It is the only way we win. This is the only ground of our acceptance before God. If you drift far from the cross, you are done. You are defeated.
We overcome the accuser of our brothers and sisters, we overcome our consciences, we overcome our bad tempers, we overcome our defeats, we overcome our lusts, we overcome our fears, we overcome our pettiness on the basis of the blood of the Lamb.

-D.A. Carson, Scandalous: The Cross and Resurrection of Jesus
Thank you, Lord, that at the accuser’s lies, I can point to the cross. Thank you that on my “worst” days and my “best” days, I am equally desperate for you.