accomplished

it's impossible for me to comprehend that in my 20 years of life, i have accomplished so much more than i ever thought i would. and this is only the beginning. a degree under my belt, graduation in may, 2 recordings, a song being chosen for a school project, touring the US with a bible school worship team that just wants to spread the kingdom...and i think i have a pathetic life. who am i to second guess what the Lord has blessed me with?! thank you, God, for making sure that my life never had even a chance of being mediocre. i'm achieving greatness only by your grace and I will not forget. can this be the launching point? can this be the beginning?

snip

it was a cold, chilly day in november when she said goodbye. through her many tears, she dejectedly uttered, "nostalgia just isn't enough anymore. i just want to love AND be loved. why is that so difficult to ask?" as he stumbled over his words trying to think of an adequate response, he came to the staggering realization that she was right. he had never really taken the time to love HER. she turned her back on him and began to walk away, each step driving the knife of goodbye deeper into his side.

as she walked away, each step a painful process of denying the very thing she wanted, she knew this couldn't be the end or she might die. she was so in love with him, every inch of who he was, every part of his being...and he had no idea. nor had he cared enough to find out. he was bored with her because she wasn't good at playing hide-and-seek with her feelings. and now her heart was the door prize - turned - doormat.

friendship gained, friendship lost.

there are murmurs of the past echoing in my ears

calling out, hoping to reach some sort of canal

hoping to make sense to me

but i'm not making out the syllables anymore

maybe i'm too far ahead to reach back and

bring the past to my present.

i love God the most because...

He's faithful, even on Mondays. :)

invincible

the reality of death is never

as real as when it is staring you in the face

its hollow eyes piercing all your paradigms

its vapid mouth breathing stench in your nostrils and

you can't even speak

its shrill scream piercing the night and 

making the very hairs of your body stand straight

death is a monster that consumes

the jock

the joker

the mom

the dad

the best friend

the prom queen

the CEO

it tickles your ears in the symphony of this life

it entices you, tells you its more beautiful than what you think

but the reality of it all is that

death is nothing more than our eventual fate. 

we are not invincible. 

we are never invincible.