As he thinks in his heart, so is he
Monthly Archives: September 2010
Its official! Me and my hunny are off to Australia in T-54 days! So simply excited! I want to put up post after post about all my happy little thoughts and spread our Australian joy to everyone who reads my blog but alas it seems as though Ive quit writing. I dont know why. Sometimes its because im bored with my own ramblings, sometimes its because I have nothing interesting to say. Other times its because I dont want to use my blog as an alternate form of communication and sometimes its because there is an element of privacy that gets all jumbled up when your words are spread all over the world wide web. I do miss writing though, it is such a love of mine. I think in this next month I will write something once a week, whether or not I post it up on here I figure it will do good to my heart! In the mean time, such an expression of my feelings is coming out in photography. I could look at what other people capture with their shots all day long! Check out some pictures that make my feet stomp in excitement when I think about boarding a plane and taking off to the other side of the world!
As the rain pours and the clouds continue to linger overhead I cannot help but find myself drifting to pictures of color, laughter, and beauty to brighten my day. Here is a promise I have made to myself….I will return to India. There are endless reasons that leave me feeling a pull towards this country and lately HOLI is one of them. I have learnt being a part of celebrations around the world leads to unforgettable experiences and this festival is one I dont want to miss out on.
Image Source: weheartit.com
I am in Saskatchewan, the land of abandoned homes. I find myself captivated as I drive past one home after another, deserted at some point along the way. My daydreaming provides a window for me to conjure up endless stories about why these homes were left behind. I think about the families that lived there, the memories that were made, the bedrooms that were shared, and the toys that used to be cast about the yard. These desolate buildings were once a sturdy infrastructure to comfort; they once resembled a home where people loved and laughed. I’ve decided maybe the broken windows and chipped paint is just a homes way for creating laugh lines…such a better view than just ‘abandoned’
dont ya think?
I wonder what it is about this broken beauty I find so magnetic?
I could look at these homes forever.
Image Sources: 100 Abandoned Houses
If I have a hope, it’s that God sat over the dark nothing and wrote you and me, specifically, into the story, and put us in with the sunset and the rainstorm as though to say, Enjoy your place in my story. The beauty of it means you matter, and you can create within it even as I have created you.
-Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years