The Response.

Is today, in Houston.
I picked up a shift at work that I really didn't have to, so I can't go.
When I picked it up, I completely spaced and forgot that The Response was happening today...
I'm watching it livestream, and praying along with them, but it breaks my heart that I can't be there...
I sit here, and try and tell myself that it's okay, that there's a reason.
But, it's like a yearning in my soul.

And they just started playing my favorite song.
How He Loves

Seeing them pan the crowd of the Reliant Stadium, and how many people are packing out the place, it makes my heart happy. Because that many people are crying out for our country
And I cry out here.

I'm responding.
I don't need a building
I don't need specified logistics
I don't need to see all the bands that everyone will be raving about

shouldn't I be used to this?
This seems to be a pattern in my life.
I just need to respond.

This guy sang Sloppy Wet.
That makes me happy :)

Jesus, I'm responding.
I cry out for our nation
Along with thousands of other voices, Lord
Hear our cry, Lord. Don't turn a deaf ear to us.
Restore our nation, do what needs to be done
We're willing, Father, we're willing to do what we need to do
We're willing to accept what needs to be done
We're willing, Lord

I don't post on here much anymore

I guess I've hit a point where I don't think people want to hear what I have to say
Or I just don't want to say it.

I don't know.

California was awesome
There wasn't one not good thing the entire trip
It's what my soul needed

I slept 12  hours today
And woke up at 8:30.
I work tonight
I work every day this week.

It's good.

I'll hate to say goodbye. ©

I see you there,
sitting in a coffee shop in a city foreign to me, but where?
You look up from your book, is it me you're thinking of?
Wondering if I think of you, too?
I do.
I wonder, when I see you will I get lost in your eyes?
Will your arms hold me tight as I take in your smell?
Will I even think about my camera, or use my God-given senses to make our memories?
For all I know, you'll stay in my imagination.
Non-existent except to my day dreams.
Where we laugh at the quirky things I do and how I burned the dinner I tried to make.
Where we enjoy the sunset in silence, soaking up the fact we're in each others company.
Where I can't stop smiling, but when something causes a frown to form on my face, you're there to do what you can to make sure I feel safe.
So when you finish your coffee, and your book is read.
When you're finished finding yourself in that foreign city,
Please come find me.
I anxiously await your arrival
And the adventures we will have
And the memories we'll make.
After we finally say hello
Oh, how I'll hate to say goodbye.
7.27.11 (1:34pm)

I love.

I love getting to see things come full circle.
It's so encouraging

And really, it proves God's point
He knows what's gonna happen, and if we're just obedient, it'll  happen. He'll use us if we let Him
But we have to let Him.
And He will.

It's just really cool.

Thought.

I'm nothing that you can't be.

Truth.

Being a prophetic feeler is hard.

thursdays are my favorite

My heart is full.

Great night at real life.
I really needed to hear everything that was said

It was like God was tapping me on the shoulder saying, "You're doing the right thing, don't lose heart."
Just a soft whisper.

Then in my room, reading Luke with Liz
Hearing her heart.
It filled my heart.

I really don't have any words.
Just peace.