{my recent life}

...has been full of pictures

...and hopefully a lot more to come.

love

"The kindness of a Christian toward others...should be a practical love, a love which entails on him self-sacrifice and self-denial, both in money, and time, and trouble. His charity should be seen not merely in his talking, but his acting-not merely in his profession, but in his practice," -J.C. Ryle

{hello}

I was born in the heart of a hurricane season
In the house where my mamma was raised
That old September wind feels just like a long lost friend

I want to run through those cottonwood trees
Fall asleep in a big bed of fresh fallen leaves
And in every wind that blows there's a song of letting go
It's not good-bye, it's hello

When we met underneath the blue skies of summer
And those summer skies turn into fall
That sweet September wind made us so much more than friends

And we ran through those cottonwood trees
We made love in a big bed of fresh fallen leaves
And in every wind that blows there's an innocence that knows
It's not good-bye, it's hello

In the moment that one thing ends
Is the same time that one begins
And return as we must
We are ashes to dust, amen.

When the days of my youth have all faded
And the memories are all that remain
Let that old September wind take me back to where I've been

I can run through those cottonwood trees
And remember the smell of those fresh fallen leaves
Now in every wind that blows there's a part of me that knows
It's not good-bye, it's hello

Autumn

For as long as I can remember Autumn has been my favorite season. It just seems like there is nothing not to like. The colours are gorgeous. The wet leaves stick to your boots. Its just chilly enough for sweaters and hats, but not quite gloves and coats. There are long phone calls with my siblings. There is always a warm glow coming from the house after a long day at school. A hot cup of tea and a chat with mom waits inside. There are candles, crisp apples and a fire.

Fall is bittersweet too. There is change everywhere. There is homework, tests and early mornings. There is failure. There are frosts. There are empty seats at the dinner table that will never be filled. There is harsh loss.

But, there is also peace. There is faith in a God who loves us more then we will ever know.

"Well sometimes my life/Just don't make sense at all/When the moutains look so big/And my faith just seems so small/So hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf/You have been King of my glory/Won't you be my Prince of Peace/And I wake up in the night and feel the dark/Its so hot inside my soul/I swear there must be blisters on my heart/Surrender don't come natural to me/I'd rather fight You for something/I don't really want/Than to take what You give that I need/And I've beat my head against so many walls/Now I'm falling down, I'm falling on my knees/And this Salvation Army band/Is playing this hymn/And Your grace rings out so deep/It makes my resistance seem so thin."