my favorite word

You are a healing balm kind of person

big lips; 

smooth stretched oleander 

curving double-petaled acceptance 

(and speaking of your heart,)

to kiss away insecurities,

embolden their recipients

You, treasuring intrinsic miracle

articulation never spoken but felt

alight again upon my cheek, in the wind

"...Mission – What happened to all the fun?
For some reason (called religion!) the church can become stagnant, irrelevant and boring. This is such a tragedy as the church is God’s number one means of bringing his love and healing to the world which is certainly not boring; in fact it is an adventure. And that is what mission is all about, being caught up on God’s adventure and finding your place in it. Once you understand mission like that, it becomes way more fun."

transfixed

(, i am utterly) by you

My life is moving at the perfect pace.

♫ I'm dreaming of a morefree China ♫

Life's a trip, all of its own accord.  Who needs the drogas when you've got the Spirit to point these things out?  Like have you seen light dancing in the river at night?  Have you breathed exhaust and been grateful anew for all the clean air you've ever known?  Please Lord, fill us; help us breathe You deep, deep.
Course through us; by Your grace, flow from us.  Please help us know You; deep, deep.