On A Sidewalk to Nowhere
A Head Full of Doubt and a Road Full of Promise
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Multimedia Feelings
I wish that instead of actually having to talk to people about my feelings, I could just email them a multimedia presentation. I’d write some things, maybe embed some music (like this song, or this one), include some art I had made to commemorate the situation, and just generally make it a more expressive and fun experience, without going to the trouble and frustration of actually having to talk to people.
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All the chisels I’ve dulled carving idols of stone
That have crumbled like sand ‘neath the waves.
I have recklessly built all my dreams in the sand
Just to watch them all wash away.Through another day, another trial, another chance to reconcile
To one who sees past all I see.
And reaching out my weary hand, I pray that you’d understand
You’re the only one who’s faithful to me.All the pennies I’ve wasted in my wishing well
I have thrown like stones to the sea.
I have cast my lots, dropped my guard, searched aimlessly
For a faith to be faithful to me.Through another day, another trial, another chance to reconcile
To one who sees past all I see.
And reaching out my weary hand, I pray that you’d understand
You’re the only one who’s faithful to me.You’re the only one who’s faithful to me.
Jennifer Knapp, “Prelude (Faithful to Me)”
I have just been singing this over and over, because it is so relevant to my life right now. I am so thankful that God continues to be faithful to me even when I am unfaithful to him, and to myself.
I am also thankful that Jennifer Knapp writes songs that speak to my heart.
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My life.
(Source: gingerhaze)
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Sometimes
Sometimes I fail to blog about things as they’re happening, or as I’m feeling or experiencing them. As a result, a lot of things in my life never get documented, and a lot of feelings and experiences that I would like to have written down never are.
I think part of me is afraid to put words on a page (screen?) that express anything much at all. Sadness and joy and fear and hopefulness can all be equally intimidating. And part of me is lazy. And part of me is simply forgetful.
But I would like to be better at this.
I don’t know if I will. But I would like to at least. And that’s a start, right?
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“Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth with Money in My Hand,” Primitive Radio Gods
I don’t really know what this song is about, if it is supposed to be about anything in particular, but I feel like this song holds a lot of emotions for me. I listened to it as a child. I listened to it a lot a couple years ago during a huge period of change and transition in my life. I often find new meanings and new relevance to my life within it.
Today it is a dichotomy of bitterness, skepticism, and hope.
"I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago, because a mind was made to figure things out, not to read the same page concurrently."
- Donald Miller
