Thursday, January 27, 2011

more of the white stuff.

this is a beautiful tree....obviously

this is a lens for my camera-you could kinda see the reflection of the trees in it, except the trees were ORANGE!!

i was so psyched. my camera captured the sparkles in the snow!!


the view out our back door. but this picture is a little deceiving. the snow is not actually this high. we shoveled the roof and this is the pile-up. we made a tunnel through it. oh, yeah.

snow.

we've got to have at least 2 feet of it.
i don't think i've ever seen so much snow in my life.
i'm not sure if i like it or not. 
it is beautiful, though.
you can't argue with that.
i'll post some pictures later.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Saving One


vs. 1  
   What mercy was revealed
   What selflessness and peace
   My fate was surely sealed
   Until He rescued me
   His pardon for my sin
   His bounty for my need
   From slavery and shame
   I am redeemed

Chorus
  And Heaven can't contain
  The glory of the Son
  Jesus is the Christ, the saving One
  His love has made a way
  The grave is overcome
  Jesus is the Christ, the saving One

vs. 2
  No fear can hold me down 
  Nor darkness steal my joy
  For blood has been poured out
  The enemy destroyed
  Death could not hold Him down
  The cross was not enough
  To steal away His throne
  For He is God

Chorus
  And Heaven can't contain
  The glory of the Son
  Jesus is the Christ, the saving One
  His love has made a way
  The grave is overcome
  Jesus is the Christ, the saving One

Bridge
  Anyone who calls upon His name
  They will be saved
  They will be saved
  Anyone who calls upon His name 
  They will be saved
  They will be saved

(By Starfield)

Monday, January 17, 2011

[untitled]


I feel myself slipping
I can’t grasp what I’m gripping-
Hold me tight.
I want nothing more than to know you
I can’t seem to see you-
Fill my gaze.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Amazing Love-a drabble of 100 words


People are screaming, cursing, jeering. They cast lots for his clothes and disdain his very existence. He hangs, a man so tortured that his humanity is not recognizable. He hangs, nails beaten through the flesh of his hands and feet. He hangs, thorns as long as his fingers piercing his brow. He hangs, the splinters in the rough wood of the cross like fire to his raw back. He hangs between life and death. He gasps for breath and yells with dying strength, “It is finished!”
There is Silence. 
Behold your king, who bears the sins of the world. 


Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Silence-a drabble of 100 words

Silence. All she had ever known was silence. Silence accompanied the flashing fire truck speeding down the street, silence accompanied the airplanes flying over her house, silence accompanied the birthday parties of her friends, silence accompanied the fireworks celebrating the fourth of July, silence accompanied the dark storms that rained down in summer, silence accompanied the waves crashing on the shore, and silence accompanied the faces of her family. All she wanted to hear were the words “I love you,” for as long as she could remember she had yearned to know those words. And she was only six. 

Saturday, January 1, 2011

first of all happy new year!! second of all its 1/1/11!!!