♥ HELLO STRANGER and this is my dump site of everything i like, don't like, and those in between. thanks for visiting! ^^ MY PROFILE | MY GUESTBOOK | ADD ME Matthew 6.20-22 "But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." My life is driven by the infinite grace and strength of the higher being and my passion to be subjected to every occurrence laudable of a millisecond from my existence. I am fueled with my enormous love for exploration, building new memories, and refining worthy relationships. This site chronicles my love story, pruned and woven, trodden and energized, put together and pre destined by someone much much bigger than I am. Of blunders and victories, numerous tries and failed attempts, of valuable journeys, and every person I met along the way, of smiles and hugs I received and conversations instilled in my profound memory, of resounding melodies and moving pictures and anything, everything that entices my artistic fancy. Each of them perfectly interlaced on my almost everyday postings. Invokes most of my psyche and more. Ahh yesss... joy had definitely found me. May it be on the most trivial things, a silly joke, countless stars on the horizon or even playful shadows. To the ones that perpetually leaves a mark, a sincere prayer or a pat on the back. Beauty and purity can easily be seen through a chaste pair of eyes. I’m cradled with inner peace and total surrender. Life is still a battle, a staggering battle for limpidness and favoring for truth. Faith being my sturdy armor and my creator leading on front vision. I am more than thankful ever since. Gratefulness actually is an understatement. Everyday I’m constantly in awe on how the spirit molds me. It’s beyond comparison, words, or any superlatives. I had discovered true priceless gold, a treasure worth of everything I am. Heading to infinity and beyond. I am truly not worthy but forever loved. My heart beats for my ONLY ONE. "Everlasting your light will shine when all else fades ♥ RANDOM THINGSS THIS WEEK  fab five! love mi girls ♥ waiting for my au revoir shirt! best gift yet! new music find: LACROSSE! spending soo much time at lastfm continuous learning from my dtime partners building deep friendships in the kingdom more on my TWIT-TWITTER ♥ EARCANDIESS Selection of songs from bands I've grown to love these days. Dancy beats and synths. Mix of catchy lines and amazing vocals shuffled on my music player. And yes, I know they are arranged chronologically. Hello oc-ness! ♥ BORROWED THOUGHTS AND BLURBSS Eloquently written blogs, articles and songs lyrics of people I admire. Had helped me one way or another to grow deeper in my relationship with my creator. Their love for God expressed into universal language for everyone to hear or read had been very inspirational I often wish I had gift like theirs. DOCTORS by Mike Donehey of Tenth Avenue North Hosea 6.1 "Come let us return to the Lord; for He has torn us, that he may heal us; he has struck us down, and he will bind us up." It took 96 stitches to sew up my face and reattach my ear. That's right. 96. My senior year of high school, I decided to pull a Peter Pan out the front seat of a car. I hadn't any pixie dust available, so the street broke my fall...and my back...and my skull. My face and ear were chewed up pretty good, and I heard that a couple of my friends nearly fainted when they first saw me. Needless to say, I was a real-life bloody mess. I wish I could have seen it. (oh, bloody in the red way, not the British) For the next week, I laid on a hospital bed in ICU, experiencing first hand, why people must get addicted to morphine. It's a crazy drug that morphine. Burning ice creeps up your arm, and then takes you to a land, far far away. I guarantee Tinker Bell never had junk like this. Since my back was broken in two places, I didn't get around much while I was there, and seeing as how I was loaded on pain-killers, I didn't remember much either. My parents did fill me in on a few things though, and I don't know if this a twisted thing to say, but part of me really wishes that I could go back and watch it all happen. I know, I'm weird. I don't think I've ever been accused of being normal. 6 long days passed in the intensive care unit, and I've never since felt pain like I did there. I guess I could have died several different ways, and my injuries were severe, but then, if God is sovereign, how can anyone be near death? In His eyes, I'm no more closer to death sitting in this van than I was hurdling through the air. Semantics I know. In any case, I recovered, and my life resumed, but in many ways, my life never "got back to normal." For instance, I never once thought about playing the guitar until I laid on my back for a month. If it weren't for that accident, I don't think I'd be playing music now. In other ways, my thoughts about doctors will never be the same either. You see, doctors are amazing. They know so much, and yet, their touch is so sensitive. A delicate balance of knowledge and practice. If God hadn't created them, I'd be dead. The craziest thing about doctors, I feel, is their willingness to hurt you. I'm serious. Any time you come to their office, you know you're going to feel pain. "Does that hurt? How about that?" Surgeons will actually take a knife and cut you open. They'll sift around in your organs, stab you with needles, and do, pretty much whatever they have to in order to get you working properly again. I can't help but admire God for the same reason. Even when I persist that I'm alright, that I have it all together. He does not refrain and let me remain in my sin. Time after time, I've felt the hurting, healing hands of God hold me down and cut me open, that He might make right what I've made so wrong. Don't hate Him for this. He knows what is best for us, and often He must rip away that which we cling to in order to place Himself in our hearts. His ways are not painless, but they are good, and every good doctor will tend to our wounds, even when they're self-inflicted. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ♥ ELSEWHERE  FRIENDSTER - for my friends in real life MYSPACE - for my music finds CANDYPOPBUBBLE - for my daily ramblings TREASUREBOX - for my golden nuggets! DEVIANTART - for my old artsy photos YOUTUBE - for my personal vids IMEEM - for my digital music player LAST.FM - for my record plays FACEBOOK - for my virtual playground POLYVORE - for my imaginary closet -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ♥ CREDITS PHOTO CREDIT: kenglye.deviantart.com TEXT CREDIT: tenthavenuenorth.com  | |||||
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