Quote

A woman from my work asked be if i new of any interesting books to read and like a thought that was not my own a book came to mind. A book that I feel is very powerful. It is not a story but is written just as if the author was talking straight to the reader. I had a copy of it at home and offered for her to borrow it. As the day progressed at work one quote kept running though my head. I thought over every line of it and the power behind each word. What gets me most is on my way home the quote was lost to my mind like it hadn't been me keeping it there all day. I could remember bits a pieces but not the whole thing. like a broken puzzle needing to be put back together. When i got home I looked it up:
"The good news is that we don't have to become gods to become something worth living, worth respecting, worth valuing. Don't let your short comings and flaws convince you that you need to become something other than human. Our brokenness is not proof that god could not or would not love us, but proof that what we need is a God who both created us and loves us. What our souls long to become is not something other than human, but to become beautifully human. (entry 14 - Destiny, Soul Cravings)
This one quote has changed my life in so many ways and has lifted my spirits at so many different times.

Ross

I find my mind wandering.
Thought of you empowering my heart.
I was compete when I met you but you brought compassion and warmth to my life.
I allowed your love to enter, your truth, compassion and loyalties to cross the bridge to my heart and make it whole.
Please don't misconstrue my caution for hesitation because you have my heart.
You are my heart.
Without you I would be lost.
Once I could not imagine you in my life,
now I can't imagine life without you.
Your smile, your touch, speaks volumes to the beat of my heart.
I get butterflies at the thought of you, the mention of your name and breathless when I see you.
I want a chance to know your inner thoughts, your heart.
You are my sunset and sunrise.
The epitome of perfection disguised as imperfection with all its beautiful flaws.
You are all that I want, all that I need, even better than a dream.
When I look at you I see my future, Your sweet surrender given in my passionate kiss.
I can feel your love with every touch.
Like a beautiful masterpiece this goes deeper than art, behind every painting there is a reason to start.


(The last line is a quote from somewhere I'm not sure where. So it is not mine to take credit for)

Song

this song I feel is so powerful so I felt I would share it...


Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

2011

I sat at coffee with a friend the other day and we discussed what has been going on in my life. This year has brought with it so many new things. New questions, new thoughts and new emotions.
Questions about people and whether they can truly change:
I received a phone call the other day from a friends parent. someone that I have never had a conversation with before but who has changed my life drastically by bad things that he has done in his life. It was nice to see that people do try and change but at the same time it broke me because even though he was apologizing for all that he had done it would not change the past no matter how much he wishes it could.
New thoughts about the future and what I want to do with my life:
I applied for school this week at a school to become a youth worker but I don't know how my parents will deal with it. It is a bible school and my mom is atheist. I really hope I get in though and that my mom can get past that and support me in my choice to go there.
And last new emotions:
I have a new boy friend and I have fallen for him hard. He is amazing and a complete sweet heart but it is so hard. I am scared to care for him like I did Sam and I know there is a high chance that will happen. When I look into his eyes all that fear dissipates into a warm feeling. A feeling that makes me feel wanted and makes me okay with wanting him.
I look forward to the year to come with eyes held wide open with both fear and excitement