HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY JEFFREY!

Tomorrow is Jeff's 24th birthday and I won't be around a computer to post this so I thought I would do it a day early.

I photoshoped this picture of Jeff to make him look really cool ... not that he doesn't look cool without the purple haze.
Some things I love about Jeff...
(in no particular order)
- he laughs really hard at things that aren't that funny
- he cares for people and serves them so well
- he can build anything... blindfolded
- he is moldable when he chooses to be
- he doesn't know every word to ANY song, but sings them all anyway
- he is the only person I can tolerate going to the store with
- he's got that manlyness with the hairy chest thing down
- if he had a loyalty contest with a golden retriever, I'd put my money on Jeff
- he is usually pretty quick to repent and make peace
- he is great at freely loving people and letting them know he cares
- he trusts God in a very childlike way

there are a lot more things, but these are just a few on the top of my head. Happy Birthday Jeff, I hope you have a great day and feel very loved by the Lord!

Michelley

this was taken at this wicked awesome burger place called 'spankeys' or 'hankeys' or 'hgakgka;gys' I can't remember now. And for the record I've never actually spoken the phrase 'wicked awesome' but I do like it in writing


you only get to be this cute if you are Korean... bummer for the rest of us

Current Theme Song

The Hammer Holds

A shapeless piece of steel, that's all I claim to be
This hammer pounds to give me form, this flame, it melts my dreams
I glow with fire and fury, as I'm twisted like a vine
My final shape, my final form I'm sure I'm bound to find

So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the flames
And hurt a little, hurt for me my future is untold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds

And the water, it cools me gray, and the hurt's subdued somehow
I have my shape, this sharpened point, what is my purpose now?
And the question still remains, what am I to be?
Perhaps some perfect piece of art displayed for all to see

So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the flames
And hurt a little, hurt for me my future is untold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds

The hammer pounds again, but flames I do not feel
This force that drives me, helplessly, through flesh, and wood reveals
A burn that burns much deeper, it's more than I can stand
The reason for my life was to take the life of a guiltless man

So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the pain
And hurt a little, hurt for me, my future is so bold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds

This task before me may seem unclear
But it, my maker holds

- Bebo Norman

Sometimes someone else can say the things that are nearest to our hearts so much better than we could ever articulate... or maybe that is just me. This has been my anthem lately.

At Your Feet

It is true cause I am watching it unfold right now.
Trying to save, protect and preserve my life leads only to death.
How did I get here? Who fenced me in?
I did - when I built walls to keep you out I closed myself in too.
This isn't what I wanted! Let me outta here!
There's only one way out and I'm looking at it asking 'how?'
I WANT abundant life, peace, and freedom, but at what price?
Cause the only way I see is to die.
I can't leave any room for self or I'll end up back here again trying to claw my way over these walls.
I can't do it! It's too much!
'Let it go' He says to every objection I make.
Submission - a recognition of Authority and a choice to humbly lay down under it.
That's the only way to keep the walls down -- to lay low, with my very self and will bowed low to the ground in trust and humility before the Master.
Jesus, be my portion, Jesus, be my King. Lover of souls I am giving you all I have, because all that I need I will find at Your feet.

"The disposition to leave the dearest objects of our hearts in the sublime keeping of the general and unspecific belief that God is now answering our prayers in His own time and way and in the best manner, involves a present process of inward crucifixion which is obviously unfavorable to the growth and even the existence of the life of self." T.C. Upham

w.a.c.o. - when a city opens

I went walking around my neighboorhood today because I felt like God said I should do that and as I did I was really surprised by the things that He opened my eyes to that I hadn't had eyes to see before. It was like my city was opened up to me a little more... here are some pictures



I drive by this building everyday and never noticed before how cool it is!





you can't really understand how small and random this house is...does anyone live in it? who knows....


Ironically, this was right across the street from this...



Isn't she beautiful...


spring in Waco and not just on campus is pretty great


this is on neighbor's front porch... you see a lot of signs like this everywhere

Well, I guess I'll leave you with this..

I LOVE WACO!!!