(Source: erinmellor)
I Found You ~ Alabama Shakes
This isn’t sometimes
yeah, its for always
if I’m gonna love You with all of my heart
and if there is no more time,
this always remains.
even as the world spins itself apart…
‘cause I remember them days I waited so patiently
for God to bring someone who’s gonna be good to me
and then He blessed my soul
well, I traveled a long way
and it took a long time to find You…
but I finally found You…
I remember all them lonely days
I traveled out on my own
then You brought me everything
You made my house a home
if its not the real deal then I dont know it
‘cause it sure does feel, and I think it sure does show
I remember all them days I waited so patiently
until God brought someone who’s gonna be good to me
and He blessed my soul.
But, I traveled a long way
And it took a long time…
to find you…but, I did find You…
and He blessed my soul….
(via lyn-not-line)
—
Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz
this is what it’s like to be empowered to love beyond the natural love that we try to muster up from within. He does so much in us so we can love so much more radically and sacrificially. love it. love You.
— Thomas Traherne, stanza from “Aspiration”
Cafecito #siphon #coffee (Taken with Instagram)
Thinking back to siphoned coffee :) I’ll get around to that one day. I’ve also been thinking about coffee in general, and how much I drink it, enjoy it, involve people in it, etc. And how life would be so different without coffee…not in an idolizing way, but I just realize how much it is a big part of my life. I’ve been looking up quotes about coffee, just to see what people have said about this shared experience, hoping for some words that are way better than mine. There’s one by Josephine Baker that I really like, but I am quoting it a little differently:
“I was His cream, and He was my coffee - And when you poured us together, it was something.”
| CR: | I'm no music critic, but I think "Babel" is a great album. |
| CR: | MM, doesn't it sound like the songwriter is in torture, knowing the Truth yet being unable to live in it? |
| MM: | Absolutely! This record is a lot more faith-centric/soul searching than the last. |
| CR: | I'm praying for regeneration. |
| MM: | That’s how I am when I listen to Ritter. Every time. |
| CR: | Me too. Critical thinkers and passionate feelers seem to bounce back and forth from sin and Jesus like a pong ball. |
| MM: | It has always seemed like they appreciate the searching and the longing more than they do the answers. |
| CR: | yes. The mind and emotions God has given them brings them to Jesus, but sin's shackles keep them from grabbing hold of him. |
| MM: | And because in many ways my mind works just like theirs, I am magnificently humbled to have been rescued. |
| CR: | Amen and amen. |
Joe Hisaishi + Chesterton + Howl’s Moving Castle
“Confessional” by GKC
Now that I kneel at the throne, O Queen,
Pity and pardon me.
Much have I striven to sing the same,
Brother of beast and tree;
Yet when the stars catch me alone
Never a linnet sings—
And the blood of a man is a bitter voice
And cries for foolish things.
Not for me be the vaunt of woe;
Was not I from a boy
Vowed with the helmet and spear and spur
To the blood-red banner of joy?
A man may sing his psalms to a stone,
Pour his blood for a weed,
But the tears of a man are a sudden thing,
And come not of his creed.
Nay, but the earth is kind to me,
Though I cry for a Star,
Leaves and grasses, feather and flower,
Cover the foolish scar,
Prophets and saints and seraphim
Lighten the load with song,
And the heart of a man is a heavy load
For a man to bear along.
“A heart’s a heavy burden”
- Sophie, Howl’s Moving Castle
Sounding brass and tinkling cymbal,
He that made me sealed my ears,
And the pomp of gorgeous noises,
Waves of triumph, waves of tears,
Thundered empty round and past me,
Shattered, lost for ever more,
Ancient gold of pride and passion,
Wrecked like treasure on a shore.
But I saw her cheek and forehead
Change, as at a spoken word,
And I saw her head uplifted
Like a lily to the Lord.
Nought is lost, but all transmuted,
Ears are sealed, yet eyes have seen;
Saw her smiles (O soul be worthy!),
Saw her tears (O heart be clean!).
Jesus didn’t redeem us, His bride, because He needs us. Not at all. He did it because that’s the kind of Person He is. That’s the kind of God He is. This is how He loves. He is extravagant. He is romantic and the source of life and light.