Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Friday, August 15, 2008

It Happens.

Missed my alarm clock ringing,
Woke up, telephone screaming - boss man singing his same old song.
Rolled in late about an hour, 
No cup of coffee - no shower. 
Walk of shame with two different shoes on.
Now it's poor me, why me, oh me, boring - 
The same old worn out, "blah blah" story,
There's no good explanation for it all.
Ain't no rhyme or reason, no complicated meaning,
Ain't no need to over think it. 
Let go - laughing.
Life don't go quite like you planned it.
We try so hard to understand it.
The irrefutable, indisputable fact is ...
Psssshh, it happens.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

The Only One Who Gets Me.

Sometimes I swear I don't know if I am coming or going,
But you always say something without even knowing,
That I am hanging onto your words with all my might,
And it's alright,
Yeah I'm alright,
For one more night.

Yeah, you get me...
It's amazing to me--
How everyday, everyday, everyday--
You save my life.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Stuck In Reverse.

When your try your best--but you don't succeed.
When you get what you want but not what you need.
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep.

And the tears come streaming down your face,
when you lose something you can't replace--
When you love someone but it goes to waste...
Could it be worse?
And high up above--or down below, when you're too in love to let it go...
but if you never try, you never know what you are.
You'll never know what you are...

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Crossroads.

A strangled smile fell from your face--it kills me that I hurt you this way,
The worst part is that I didn't even know.
Now there's a million reasons for you to go--but if you can find a reason to stay--
I'll do whatever it takes, to turn this around,
I know what's at stakes, I know that I've let you down,
And if you give me a chance, believe that I can change,
I'll keep us together whatever it takes.

She said, "If we're going to make this work--you gotta let me inside even though it hurts,
Don't hide the broken parts I need to see. Like it or not, it's the way it's gotta be,
You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me.

But remember the time I told you the way that I felt-
That I'd be lost without you and never find myself,
Let's hold onto each other above everything else,
Start over, start over.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Be Transparent for a While.

What I chase won't set me free.

Have you ever looked so far ahead that each step that you take is planned, whole-heartedly thought about and pursued? While each step can be carefully thought out, life has a certain aspect of being unsure and when life brings about these moments we must take a leap of faith. 

Go on, take it--you may no know where you're going to go, but have trust that you will land.

Have you ever placed your trust in someone, giving them so much more than your pursuit; taking that leap of faith only to find that you've forgotten why you jumped? Mid-air, what you trusted in disappears and suddenly your staring at the ground not sure of how to land. Instead of admitting defeat, you continue on pretending like you know exactly what to do.

I don't have all the answers, I just pretend like I do.

You can only pretend to be something you're not for so long. You can only pretend to be strong before life hits you hard enough to show your weakness. Reality strips us of our lies and of our pride--when nothing left remains, we are flawed and amazingly real. 

Honesty is a hard attribute to find. 

As for right now, I will try to find my way, the best and only way that I know how--through devotion to prayer.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Still Water.

We're mixing signals in between and something's getting lost in the frequency...
Jonathan Li

There you stood on stage--microphone in hand and tears in your eyes as you publicly declared your faith for the world to see. Seeing you stirred my heart, a passion...nay, a desire to be on fire for our Lord. 

Shortly after you rose out of the water a new woman, a man followed in your steps to proclaim his faith. My eyes watered as he lovingly attributed you for bringing him back to God's plan for his life--it's not everyday this happens. 

My bestfriend has found that one who loves her, respects her and upholds her as she has always deserved and nothing could make me happier. 

Congratulations on your baptisms, Vanessa and Greg.

Saturday, February 02, 2008

Remembering Beautiful Life.

"Lord, I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know--it's more than I can handle. But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones, and I can't let go...Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave behind, it all can overwhelm me. But I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life, their courage compels me."
Sara Groves

Five years ago, our world lost a wonderful friend while heaven gained a beautiful angel. Five years ago, I struggled to come to terms with such a young loss; coping with tragedy should never happen at such an age. Yet life is never quite what we expect and through every hardship, God uses our burdens to build us up. Five years ago, I held my friends hand promising her one day I'd see her in heaven, having no idea at the time how much strength her memory would give me in times to come. Life is cruel in its irony.

Five years have now passed and each year on the day, daisies lay outside the door to remember such a beautiful soul that touched the hearts of so many. I think of the impact she had on my life and I know if I had that same impact on just one person, than God will have truly blessed my path. So I strive everyday to live the way she taught me; to never take a moment for granted, to always show our love to the people we adore, to have a heart that is in pursuit of God and to simply appreciate life for what it is--a gift.

Rest In Peace Marissa Dawn Staddon 01/02/03

"Daisies, the happiest of flowers for not so much the happiest of days"