Whooey! Its a gosh awful day in Peterborough, its soo grey outside, rain is pouring and its cold cold cold cold cold....
and yet...
there is joy. So much freakin joy its spilling out every place it can! I can barely hide it sometimes when i am riding the bus, and everyone looks so serious and i am crackin the largest smile and giggling at how akward the situation is, but how it shouldnt be akward at all. Or when you are waiting around for a bus, or in the weight room, or in line, and no one talks, and then you start up a conversation with someone about anything, it such an incredible breaking of the current, silent world social order. I LOVE IT!
you see dear friends, reva, cause she is prolly the only one who still reads my ridiculous ramblings, i have come to wonder lately how well i am spending my time. This whole summer and subsequent month of school God has made me content. I cant describe how my heart feels. I know that my life is precious and beautiful and although i struggle with insecreturies about my looks, about my body, about boys, those are the exception thankfully to my new wonderful rules on life. Living with passion. creativity and joy.
I have started writing again, i am embarking on a whole new journey with my music and i have found the peaceful expression i once had in poetry all over again. Oh Lord that you would continue to open these doors and pry open this clenched fists so that i can better love you and those around me. I haev made many new freinds this year as i have been forced to stand on my own two feet socially, and they encourage me so much as i hope i am encouraging them! Hokey smokes, it just started snowing!!!
oh man, anyway, i guess i am writing this to encourage us all to keep living lives of love and to remeber to constantling, daily be renewing your mind and checking how you are participating of this world. Your playing small does nothing! You are goerogous, intelligent, sparkling children of God-lift up others in the midst of this race and help them remeber what it means to play, to sing and to dance.
I love you all very much, and i hope God continues to bless your days from eyes open to close.
posted by sometimes i write better than i speak, my friends @ 1:36 p.m.
1 Comments:
man oh man.. you are so beautiful.
i like how you mentioned that i'm probably the only one still reading your words.. does that make me lame? that i'm constantly checking to see if there's anything new?
i wish that i would be able to harness the same joy that you have found in your new home, in mine. it's hard living where i am. but i definitely want to take your advice about singing and dancing,and playing, and ulitmately being a fool, and not being afraid of it.
i'm longing for God, and what He has to offer to me, and what i can give Him, but it's even harder.
i think that i need to put up romans 12 on my wall again. and 1 thesselonians ( i forget which chapter, the one that talks about non christians)..cause that's all my house is filled with.
i miss you mel. come home soon please.. i'll be here for the next three weekends..
(halloween critical mass!! and tocherish/warship show! dress up!!)
i love you babe.
love reva
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