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11/27/2006




Trust me, my love

Hope. Don't give up on me

Come fight for it

Rescue, be brave.

Come on in, come on in

...can you love me?





11/21/2006



Its been too many nights of being with,
to now be

suddenly without.






Can you love me? 

There are some things in life I just can't explain and there are many things in life I just don't understand. I guess thats just part of the journey to find out more, to understand better. Some days I feel more overwhelmed than others.

I'm on the last leg of my prac right now. As much as I am loving it I find myself hankering to have lazy afternoons without the intensity to have it all together, to be prepared and organised. Being organised is not in my natural nature so its been an extra effort to stay on top of everything. I can't wait for the summer to let my hair down.

I'm loving life despite its challenges and confusion. Challenge and confusion is a part of the journey. Its what makes it interesting. It just wouldn't be life without it.

And I'm discovering a part of me I don't think I really acknowledged before. A part of my heart that I know God has placed there from the very beginning. To be comfortable in my own skin, understanding who I am better and be totally okay with it. Not feeling like I need to impress anyone but to do what I believe to be right.

Life is crazy, busy and confusing but its all part of this journey God has set out for me. I'm savouring each step because there is no other day like this.




11/13/2006


Whats simple is true. 

I think there is something to be said for simplicity.

After everything said and done, I find my heart just wanting to go back to simple things. The simple things where black is black and white is white. Where yes's meant yes and no's meant no. I am not liking the shades of grey and maybe's anymore.

I think there is something to be said for simplicity. There is an waited sigh to strip everything back to basics. There is a need to return to the simple things I know and forgo all that my mind can't understand.

When all that consumes falls away there is no expectation, no premonition and no pretension. When there is nothing else, there is only humility.

All I know is that God takes me as He finds me with all my fears and failures, strips away all that is unneccessary only to build me again into something (hopefully) more beautiful.

I am finding comfort in His simplicity.





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