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I am a broken person letting God pick up the pieces and make something beautiful out of it. These are my honest confessions, musings, prayers, shortcomings, and encouragements. |
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Steel worry—
your yesterday woman.
Say this is over
because, brother, you smiledazzle when you
open hot hands.
The flower you hold always breathes
fresh breeze most
naked.
Remember.
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Notes"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."Rosemarie Urquico (via kblitz)
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Rosemarie no longer has an active blog, but she can be found on Facebook here: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=585211028
To see the post about how she was found, please go here. Thanks to Booksnbrew for searching!(via themonicabird)
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“The Hound of Heaven” by Francis Thompson
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I Saw God Today In:
- The GORGEOUS Flagstaff weather
- The time I got to spend with Him this morning
- The beauty of a dandelion
- My little cousins and getting to Skype with them
- His hand of peace during my interview
- Katherine Kidder’s random text of encouragement
- Learning the proper way to act in a God-glorifying romantic relationship
- Aleesa’s awesomeness
- Being gently woken up by the sun…not an alarm clock
- Esther’s life and how He was sovereign over all the tiny details
- Derrick’s care
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To: Jesus
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Holy Sonnet XIV by John Donne
Batter my heart, three-person’d God ; for you
As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ;
That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp’d town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth’d unto your enemy ;
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
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"So long as we imagine it is we who have to look for God, we must often lose heart. But it is the other way about- He is looking for us."
Simon Tugwell
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"And so we are transfigured much like the Messiah, our lives gradually become brighter and more beautiful as God enters our lives and we become like him."
2 Cor 3:18
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A Love Letter
My Dearest Love,
I watched you today, just a whisper away, as you lay on the hard ground weeping. I felt a knife cut right through my heart as I sensed your pain, fear and weariness with the burdens you bear: shame, disappointment and the dark despair of loneliness. I know sometimes it is so bad you want only to run away from the world—disappear and find a place to rest. You want to close your eyes and make all of it just fade away into the blissful surrender of sleep. I know how you feel….
So many times have I longed to scoop your battered body into my arms and hold you close as I could—to place your head against me so that the beating of my heart would drown out all the sorrow and all the pain. How I have wished to be the place where you could hide away from the cruel and cold demands of this world! I would cover you with my kisses and whisper the vow of my undying love for you.
You are mine, and nothing you could have ever done, nothing you have ever felt or said, can ever pull you away from me. You are the very passion that drives me; and it is for the love of you that I would willingly walk to hell and back just so you would know how precious you are in my eyes.
Your beauty takes my breath away; there is not one anywhere in this universe or in any other time that could ever take your place. You are rare; a precious jewel I have fashioned and created, for which I willingly lay down my life. You are always in my thoughts, and there is nothing in your mind so small that is not of greatest importance to me.
How I long for you to seek me— to run into my waiting arms and let me release once and for all the chains that bind you and keep you from feeling free! How I long for you to seek my gaze, and tell me from your heart all it is that you think and feel; all it is for which you desire, hope and dream! What is it that makes you smile? What brings you greatest joy? Ask of me, that I might grant your every need, and in myself I shall fulfill them all. I wish to bring you sweet mercy and peace; a salve to heal all the wounds you have received from those who cannot see the treasure you are.
Love me— reach for me, come to me and only me, and I will give you a love you have never known in return. It is a love without condition that burns bigger and brighter than the sun and all the stars in heaven. All the oceans of the world could not contain it; it is unbound even by the parameters of time. Seek me and I will never disappoint you. Put all your hope in my hands, and discover wonders for which you never even dared to dream! I am here, just a whisper away; call my name, and see how swiftly I will come running to your side to hold you, carry you, protect and shield you. There is nothing that could ever keep me from you; no place so dark, no enemy so strong, no storm so threatening and no sin so scarlet that I cannot defeat it all for the love of you. See, reach out and touch my hands, and my feet. Run your fingers along the scar on my side. I have taken on the powers of death, itself and won! My dearest beloved, I did all of this for you!
Come to my arms, feel my warm embrace, look into my eyes; I am your long awaited prince who wishes only to take you, my own, away to my kingdom. There, I will wipe away all of your tears, and kiss away all of your regrets until there is nothing but purest joy to fill your heart and soul. Never forget, my love, you are mine; I have written your name in the palm of my hand - you belong to me. I could never leave you, nor forsake you. I am waiting and watching you; always at your side, through every valley, across every desert and into every fire you will face. I am yours, my beloved, and you are mine; not for just a lifetime, but across the skies of all eternity…..
With all my love, I remain forever yours…
Jesus
(Written by Kristen Caraway)
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