Tuesday, August 30, 2011

The Great American Roadtrip Volume VI

I'm not sure at what point my brain decided to stop retaining information. I think it was somewhere over the Atlantic. I've not recovered from the last 3 years of travelling it seems. And still, I don't feel as though my body has physically been that far from home. But whenever I look at a globe, it astonishes me to see just how far this body actually went. My spirit seems to be wading in one of those distant lands because now, sleep has escaped me and I'm afraid I've been plagued with a never-ending jet-lag. Therefore I must document my days lest I forget them forever.

Just this past summer I've travelled all over the mid-west, almost touched the East coast, up and down mountains, and returned yet again to the great South.

But this weekend in Kentucky marked the end of another great year of adventure for my life. My travelling came to completion with an exhibition on The Carter Family, a live show by my buddies from the Hogslop String Band, free records from #1 Carter Family man himself, a visit to WKU and its 3 locked libraries, with one final shabang featuring a little porch show with the beautiful miss Sarah Carter (not related to the former), a delicious collage of food, Mexican Beer... and fireworks to celebrate :)

    "A few times in my life, I've had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds ... the silence drowns out the noise .. and I can feel ... rather than think. And things seem so sharp. And the world seems so fresh.

    It's as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I've lived my life on these moments. And I realize that everything is exactly the way it's meant to be."

- A Single Man

Wednesday, August 24, 2011


Let's watch

The Labyrinth.

Monday, August 15, 2011

I never thought I would be able or have reason to admit my (horrible) habit of listening to cheesy Christian music. While I find most CCM overly trite and way too conventional it brings me back to the place I need to be sometimes: as a child seated with Abba, Father.

But this hopeless romantic's little heart can't help but be touched/broken/destroyed by this song. Every time I hear it I tear up a little (okay, alot) and wonder if a guy who really hopes these things (in the last chorus) might really exist out there. And even so, would we happen to meet?

by EMI_Music

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Sunday, August 7, 2011

I don't deserve you

yet, somehow

you catch me when I fall.

even when i was dead in my trespasses, he made me alive together with Christ— by grace i have been saved

->Eph. 2:5

Saturday, August 6, 2011

"compassion cannot be contained"

- shane claibourne

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

This Summer at Camp

My life is at peace, but will never settle. I am content, yet ready to move. I could never imagine stopping on this adventure. I take every moment for what it is worth and try to taste the sweetness each second brings. Father you have given me all I need, and for that I praise you!!!

Today some of the cutest, brightest girls and I made magic bubble wands at the camp I recently started to work at. I wanted this job at the beginning of the summer, but because of conflict in schedule I have not been able to join them until now. The children bring joy to my heart and the freedom of the outdoors makes me glad! I am so blessed.