just one more

carbon lily

And now, a little plug for a new singer/piano player I've been enjoying, Jenny Dalton.  I love her voice and her unique melodic progressions.  You can get her music from Amazon at this link.

...and here's one of her remixes.  good running music!

[audio http://www.freewebs.com/queen_of_irony/01 - Three Lilies Vs Peter Aslanidis.mp3]

[awash in hope]

"I don't care if anyone comes for me," said Edward.

"But that's dreadful," said the old doll.  "There's no point in going on if you feel that way.  No point at all.  You must be filled with expectancy.  You must be awash in hope.  You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next."

"I am done with being loved," Edward told her.  "I'm done with loving.  It's too painful."

"Pish," said the old doll.  "Where is your courage?"

"Somewhere else, I guess," said Edward.

"You disappoint me," she said.  "You disappoint me greatly.  If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless."

["someone will come for you.  But first you must open your heart."]

-Kate DeCamillo,

The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane

I picked up this children's book about a china rabbit while I hung out in Barnes & Noble the other day.  I've scarce read anything in any book so moving as this passage, near the final pages.  It appears one might have much to learn from dolls and china rabbits.

everything sad is coming untrue

You may or may not notice that edit on the last post; but either way I'll just say this one thing and have done with it:  Writing about emotions on the internet is risky, but writing about unreasonable, confusing, and fleeting crushes is just stupid.  I'm not pining away over anyone.  In fact, I've experienced more joy these past few months since graduation than I could ever deserve.



The last year has been one of the hardest, best, most growing times of my life.  There is still so far to go, but as I look back at all the pain and tears and loneliness I've walked through, I can't help but rejoice that my Heavenly Father allowed the suffering to start making me more like Him.



And with that, I think I'm done talking about it all.  At least in this forum.  I want to write about new life and grace and redemption and creating beauty and the joy found in small things each day.

For now, I'll leave you with these lyrics from Jason Gray's new LP:

In the way the shadows hide
When the sun begins to rise
And in the way the world comes alive
At the first hint of spring
The frozen rivers run
The death of winter comes undone
Whispers of Kingdom Come
While the bluebird sings

Everything
Everything that I thought I knew
Everything
Everything sad is coming untrue