dorian.



one of the most talented people i know.  beautiful inside and out.  amazing voice.  amazing friend.  so blessed to know her. 

check out her youtube channel here.  girl's got talent, and is gonna go somewhere someday. 

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guess what


Does this ever happen to you?  "What's wrong?" You just say "nothing", because it's easiest.  But really, you want to say, "I'm just having a hard time."

I'm just having a hard time.  Sometimes, words escape you.  You don't really know why you're having such a hard time, but you are.  I guess that's sort of where I am at.

I'm just having a hard time.  I'm really not exactly sure why.  I can't really pinpoint what's in my life that's causing me to have a hard time.  Maybe it's nothing.  Maybe I'm just making things harder than they have to be.  But maybe it's something.  Maybe it's waiting.  Maybe it's patience.  Maybe it's expectations and hopes.

I'm just having a hard time.  Life right now is of those things where once this trial over, I'll realize exactly why.  Why I'm just having a hard time.  Why waiting and patience and expectations and hopes made me just having a hard time.  I guess I just have to get through it to realize why I'm just having a hard time.

Guess what, I'm having a hard time.   But: 'Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.  Relieve the troubles of my heart and free me from my anguish.  Look on my affliction and my distress and take away all my sins.' Psalm 25:16-18

(p.s. something someone said in the comments on my fb link : "Than...God shows up and I get it.")

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adventurer


sometimes i want a place where i can throw everything into my bicycle basket and ride four minutes down the dirt road to a secret place underneath a big oak tree.  a place where i can read or just simply enjoy myself.  maybe i'm imagining the one from because of winn dixie?  or maybe i'm just a dreamer. :)

most evenings i throw on a sweater and uggs, grab my camera, and walk out to my bike.  i usually then attract the neighbor girl.  the neighbor girl i speak of is five years old.  she likes to walk beside me and "find interesting things to take pictures of."  i can already see a spark of interest in photography in her, as i saw her crouching down to get the shot of an orange with my iPod camera.

we walk around the neighborhood and find things to take pictures of.  today, i spotted an orange tree hidden between two houses.  sure, maybe javelinas do dig in there, maybe there are snakes and bugs, but sometimes you just have to lose the fears and give in to the photographer's eye.  it's probably not my "secret place" that i'm thinking of, but it is sort of secret.  sometimes, you don't even realize that you have something amazing right in front of your eyes.






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all the time



when life falls apart, you wonder.... is God really good all the time?  Or when people get angry at God for what he does in their life.  

when everything fell apart, someone said to me that they were so impressed with me, because i wasn't angry at God.  i wasn't upset with the choices he made for my life.  it made me think... how could i have been angry at him????????  i was racking my brain trying to figure out what reason i could think of to be mad at Him.  there was none.  there is none.  there will be none.  i will try my best to make sure it always stays that way. 

But you, Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness.
Psalm 86:15

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december, be kind.

i browse tumblr blogs.  i browse tumblr blogs and then pin my favorites to pinterest.  today, i saw this:


i sure hope december will be kind.  i don't want any more falling apart moments.  

i enter each month going "maybe this month will be the one!".  it gets old.  really fast.  because, months past, and it never happens.  maybe it will never happen.  i guess time will tell.

i do, however, hope that this month is kind to me.  even if we don't get matched, i don't want another month like the last one.  

listening to: +++++

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adventurer

sometimes i want a place where i can throw everything into my bicycle basket and ride four minutes down the dirt road to a secret place underneath a big oak tree.  a place where i can read or just simply enjoy myself.  maybe i'm imagining the one from because of winn dixie?

most evenings i throw on a sweater and uggs, grab my camera, and walk out to my bike.  i usually then attract the neighbor girl.  the neighbor girl i speak of is five years old.  she likes to walk beside me and "find interesting things to take pictures of."  i can already see a spark of interest in photography in her, as i saw her crouching down to get the shot of an orange with my iPod camera.

we walk around the neighborhood and find things to take pictures of.  today, i spotted an orange tree hidden between two houses.  sure, maybe javelinas do dig in there, maybe there are snakes and bugs, but sometimes you just have to lose the fears and give in to the photographer's eye.  it's probably not my "secret place" that i'm thinking of, but it is sort of secret.  sometimes, you don't even realize that you have something amazing right in front of your eyes.






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