hope

Yesterday, a clean room and a recount of one couple's story. A witness to our Lord's faithfulness, and a reminder that He holds tomorrow - as well as our future spouses. For me, something to latch onto again - the promise of restoration. A reason to hope for healing.

Tonight - a date! With a fellow social justice junkie. ;) Return to Lafayette Square. The fountain is as beautiful as I remember it to be. Reiterations of God's sovereignty and His desire for our good, in spite of our constant protests. Exchanges of hopes, dreams, and encouragement to face the Big City over raspberry and Bailey's Irish cream martinis. I'm glad for it. The day topped off sweetly with candid conversations with Jin and Tonic. ;)

Tomorrow - the rebirth of a dear friend and newly founded brother.

We have reason to sing.

before it's too late

This week was the week that I realized that I am tired. Last week was Passion Week, the retelling of our Lord Jesus's sacrifice. Somehow, the dichotomy just doesn't jive. I often forget to live as though I believe in the resurrection. Regardless, He lives. Yes, Christ Jesus lives today.

Two days ago, a photo shoot with Stephen Moses Song - possibly the cutest baby alive. Today, observed the interactions of the Song household and experienced their hospitality. I'm thankful for redemption. And I'm thankful for the gift of love.

One of my best [girl]friends visited me last week. We didn't fight at all, which is quite a feat [though we came awfully close twice]. I'm terribly bad at expressing gratitude for others. Regardless, the visit was a refreshing reminder of friendship. Some days, I really do believe that I have the best friends in the world, even though they love to team up and rip on me for recreation. But to be able to do that, and still be willing to make the trek out here from the East Coast - to remain loyal to the ugly - well, that's really something. Again, thank you for being my friend. And cheers - to Nertz, brie and flatbread, lambic, shattered windows, and maybe, just maybe, to Calvin game.

I need to relearn how to pray.

The Christians who did most for the present world were precisely those who thought most of the next. The Apostles themselves, who set on foot the conversion of the Roman Empire, the great men who built up the Middle Ages, the English evangelicals who abolished the slave trade, all left their mark on earth, precisely because their minds were occupied with heaven. It is since Christians have begun thinking less of the other world that they have become so ineffective in this. Aim at heaven and you get earth thrown in; aim at earth and you get neither.

- CS Lewis, Mere Christianity