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One of those rare smiles . . .

One of my favorite pages from one of my favorite books. 

1. Hot showers

2. Grammy's sweet kisses

3. Kerby Lane's gingerbread pancakes

4. SXSW love

5. Waking up with the single thought, "That was enough sleep."

6. The Schwester (wie shoen dass du da bist!)

7. Shoe shopping with the one and only

8. Rain-soaked, perfect afternoons

9. "I don't like walking around this old and empty house, So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear"

10. Lessons learned, give more, expect less

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Smudged hues

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Lament for a heart

Angular, beleaguered

A form amidst the blue shadows

Shapeless features, smeared, smudged hues

Does she kneel, does she weep?

Ode to hope

Gentle, cherished

A form at rest, pink morning glory

Kindle a heart, glimmer, glittering rays

For yet she twirls, yet she delights

Small smattering of thoughts

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The weather has been perfect and I have so been enjoying my week away. Here are some thoughts from my morning spent idly dreaming without any place to go in particular . . .  

“What more can be said, what greater case could be made than this: to find God, you must look with all your heart. To remain present to God, you must remain present to your heart. To hear his voice, you must listen with your heart. To love him, you must love with all your heart. You cannot be the person God meant you to be, and you cannot live the life he meant you to live, unless you live from the heart.”

– Ransomed Heart Ministries

Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. (Deut. 6:5)

Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart. (1 Sam. 16:7)

For the eyes of the LORD range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to him. (2 Chron. 16:9)

 “To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” 

– C.S. Lewis