wednesday

i will take up my cross and follow.

monday

 “well in five years time we could be walking ‘round a zoo with the sun shining down over me and you. and there’ll be love in the bodies of the elephants, too, and I’ll put my hand over your eyes but you’ll peek through…”

ive often found myself wondering where I’ll be five years from this moment.  the future seems like an empty canvas.  who knows where it will lead or the number of new experiences that will be drawn out on this vast blankness?  maybe I’ll be married and have a kid or two. maybe i’ll be in some random state/country. maybe i’ll still be working at starbucks. who knows? [the answer to this rhetorical question is GOD.]

tuesday

it's undoubtedly love when you know full well that the ending result is negative and [yet] you're still enthusiastic about making the attempt.

friday

“consider it pure joy, my brothers, when you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverence.” [james 1:1-2]