Lord, give heed

i'm burdened, but hopeful
my eyes are full of tears...
but somehow i can't help but think
that when given time maybe things aren't as tragic as they seem
but then again... maybe they are...
but then again i find hope...
where does it come from?
it doesn't really make sense... not really
yet, i cannot rid myself of it, not that i would want to
i'm glad it is as stubborn as i
where would i be without it?
Lord, where would i be without you?
i don't understand the way in which you are working right now...
not that i have ever understood, fully, truly
i just kind of stand back after the fact in amazement that i'm alive another day
that i'm alive at all
that i'm a part of the life of another
where are you though, Lord?
i keep calling out and calling out...
be faithful in your promises
even when we don't know or understand your thoughts or ways
when these are not our own
Lord, where are you?
please answer
be present, be felt, give heed to this plea

Laura Hall...

Tomorrow, Saturday June 4th, at 11:30 am
my little sister, Laura Eileen Schumacher
will marry Philip D Hall
and become Laura Eileen Hall
My sister is getting MARRIED!
It's crazy when you realize that the plans the two of you have been scheming since you had an idea about what being married was are finally about to be realized. It's not pretend. It's not a vivid imagination, although imagination certainly plays its role. Laura, my little sister, is really getting married. I'm really her Maid of Honor. She's really beginning a new path in her life with a man she is completely in love with and will be, Lord willing, for the rest of her life. One day they'll have a baby, and then a couple more. And it won't be the two of us with our dolls trekking off to the woods, but her own little girls (if she's so blessed) instead, with their own dolls. It really is astonishing how fast it has all gone... the blink of an eye... the lifespan of a blade of grass or a summer flower... yet how beautiful.

Jeremiah 9:23-24

Let not the wise man glory in his wisdom, let not the mighty man glory in his might, let not the rich man glory in his riches; but let him who glories glory in this: that he understands and knows me, that I am the Lord who practices steadfast love, justice, and righteousness in the earth: for in these things I delight, says the Lord.

amasando... hahahahaha

"[Bonhoeffer's] nature remains undiscovered unless he is encountered as a person. He himself accepted the truncated nature of his vocation and writing as his destiny: 'The longer we are uprooted from our professional activities and our private lives, the more it brings home to us how fragmentary our lives are compared to those of our parents (or grandparents, etc.)… What chance have many of us today of producing a real magnum opus? How can we do all the research, the assimilation and sorting out of material which such a thing entails?... That means that culture has become a torso. The important thing today, however, is that people should be able to discern from the fragment of our life how the whole was arranged and planned. For there are some fragments which are only worth throwing into the dustbin, and even a decent hell is far too good for them. But there are some fragments whose importance lasts for centuries, because their completion can only be a matter for God, and therefore they are fragments which must be fragments. I think for example of the Art of the Fugue. If our life is but the remotest reflection of such a fragment, if in a short time we accumulate a wealth of themes and weld them together into a pleasin harmony and keep the great counterpoint going all through… then let us not bemoan the fragmentariness of our life, but rather rejoice in it.' "

bear with my processing...

existentialism... post-modernity...

individuality... aloneness? or self-sufficiency? but people are made for people. wait. passive 'are made'. my thought process, my language, is undeniably shaped by my Christian background. how would you say it then? or would you still say 'are made' but think 'by parents' instead of 'by God'? even so, Already the individual is no longer.

freedom... in everything... but real freedom, unchained? aren't you simply adding on more links? heavier ones? so many people dragging around mill-stones... do they even realize...?

choice. unlimited.
everything has limits...
do you feel suffocated by your unlimited options?

moral individualism...
I, god.
whoe... wait a second.
are you sure you can fill those shoes? are you sure you want to?

does hope exist for the existentialist/post-modernist? assuming this person is not a Christian... or perhaps not assuming anything of the sort...

what of grace?

these two words are probably two of the strongest words that I know...
what do they mean to you?