a lot of little things

being back in the town that has my heart

climbing waterfalls

roommates

making too many cupcakes and taking one to a rather attractive male that I plan to marry

playing with puppies

chick flicks

tunes and singing along

driving through a pretty gorge

kisses on the cheek...and real kisses

church drawings and matt's class

my second family and i partyin' it up

naps

seeing my new apartment and naming the fridge(his name is harry potter.)

step-hen

lots of hugs and much-needed road trips

birthday cake

being inside stanley's apartment

a magic trick consisting of flying fire and not setting kamber's hand ablaze.

old juni stories

"tea is bad!" *runs away*

meeting his sister when he said i'd never get to

finding someone else to attend a mika concert with my roommates, ridiculously cool ex-boyfriend's mom, and i.

i shot a gun for the first time. and walked through a dam door.

I may have had a perfect weekend:)

129

where can I turn for peace?
where is my solace
when other sources cease
to make me whole?


when with a wounded heart,
anger, or malice
I draw myself apart,
searching my soul?


where, when my aching grows,
where, when I languish,
where, in my need to know,
where can I run?


where is the quiet hand
to calm my anguish?
who, who can understand?
He, only One


He answers privately,
reaches my reaching
in my Gethsemane,
Savior and friend.


gentle the peace he finds
for my beseeching.
constant He is, and kind
love without end.

please bless someone will sing this with me.

i love this hymn.

sometimes it's exactly what  i need to hear.