Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
I'm scared to fall.
I'm scared of small creatures.
I'm scared of that call.
I'm scared of some people.
I'm scared of a snake.
I'm scared of not knowing.
I'm scared of heart break.
I'm scared of small places.
I'm scared of months from now.
I'm scared of no time.
I'm scared I won't know how.
Most of all I'm scared...
Scared of losing, what isn't fair.
Scared to lose,
What may not be mine.
Scared you will go too...
I am scared you will never know
the beautiful in you.
Ta da! A poem by Kristen.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
My teva's. Now, as Jesse pointed out to me, you all probably had a pair very similar to these when you were ten, but I never did. And they're in the top best things that have ever happened to me! I had a goal to get some for the summer. We are planning on doing a bunch of outdoor things, including hiking and river trips, and I felt that they would definitely be worth the investment. What makes these blessed shoes even cooler, is that I got them at the REI 'members only' garage sale for...get this....$10! Seriously people, the only reason I've found to take them off is to sleep and even that is a personal decision. Call me a nerd, call me a newbie, call me a granola poser, but my summer is going to spent with my tevas.
Does anyone else love their teva's/chaco's this much?
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
But, as our Bishop said when we told him the news of her call, "the Lord works in mysterious ways..." :)
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
If you're like me you probably need control even when there is really nothing more you can do. You worry, even when it doesn't really matter. You are probably inconsistent, yet steadfast, exhausted but full of enthusiasm, independent and also needy, unable to predict the future, but constantly making plans for tomorrow. You may cry your eyes out when faced with a road block, and simply laugh at other hardships. It's basically a whole lot of sometimes and never really knowing what you're going to be able to handle, or how you will handle it.
"Large fingers pushing paint, you're God and you've got big hands..." are the words Eddie Vedder, lead singer/guitarist for Pearl Jam, sang in "Sometimes"--the opening song to their 1996 album No Code. The song is ingenious. It describes human nature, and the struggle that we face when accepting that God is the one that knows what is best. The whole album focuses on lyrical themes that have to do with self-examination, morality, and spirituality. The song "Sometimes" really hit home. Without even knowing it, his words prompted me to zero in on the truth of human nature. Of course this interpretation is my own, but isn’t that what music is for...speaking to the individual soul?
Eddie is acknowledging that God has control over all things. He is the ultimate artist of this world and of every one of our lives. As humans, we often feel that we can’t make sense of things, even though we’d like to. “Seek my part, devote myself, my small self. Like a book amongst the many on a shelf.” Isn’t that really all we can do anyways? Just do what we can, looking to God to know what our detailed, and crucial part in this world is. He then goes on to sing…“Sometimes I know. Sometimes I rise. Sometimes I fall. Sometimes I don't. Sometimes I cringe. Sometimes I live. Sometimes I walk. Sometimes I kneel. Sometimes I speak of nothing at all Sometimes I reach to myself, dear God.”
That’s how it is. Sometimes we’ve got our lives in control. Sometimes we don’t. Other times we have got the world in our hands, and then at other times it’s rolling away… There are days when no stick or stone, word, or deed can hurt me, and other days when I am fragile and broken. So to you and you and you...just keep it up; it's okay if it doesn't work out sometimes! And to Eddie Vedder, thanks for the awesome song.
Click HERE to listen.
Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don't.
Friday, March 13, 2009
I know that the complexity game is also innate within each of us females. There is most often a reason why that boy said that particular thing at the moment he chose to say it.
When really, the boy was just trying to say that he liked your shirt-no hidden agenda, no alternative motive. In fact, I can recall many specific times that my friends and I would sit around analyzing what a boy said, or texted, or facebooked. Sad but all too true. And I'm not crazy, it's just the way I am. Thankfully, over the course of time I have learned that most of the time when it comes to boys, things can just be taken the way they are said. Simple.
This past Tuesday night I watched Forrest Gump-a really great movie. And as I was watching it I realized how attracted I am to how simple Forrest views the world. Actually I was envious, because if you really lay it down...life isn't all that simple. As a matter of fact, it is complex. The real change comes in how we decide to look at a problem, a word, a situation...whatever. We can look at it complex or we can look at it simple. I'd like to think from this moment on I'll look at it simply, through the eyes of a child....or through rose colored glasses, or whatever they say...but I probably won't. :)
Monday, March 9, 2009
To that other person I may just be another face on the street, another body in the hallway...they may not even notice me there. But we share the beautiful. The beautiful is in the sadness of a lonesome tear. It is in the joy of a bride-to-be. It is in the summer afternoon spent having a lemonade stand and running through the sprinklers. A moment that must be captured then, and only then, or you'll miss it. It is part of the process of changing from a child to an adult. And part of the child that will always be within us. It is the thread in the fabric of life; a good long talk with an old friend or a decent cry when one feels lost. 'The beautiful' holds us together even when we could easily fall apart.
To the ones I love so dearly- you are beautiful. To the ones I don't know...you are too. So here is to the beautiful. The beautiful in me. And the beautiful in you.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Here comes the sun.
No matter the stresses, no matter the hurt, no matter how cold the weather may get...the sun is coming. This past week I was not only reminded by The Beatles singing the words "here comes the sun little darling...." but also by the few days of amazingly warm, late February weather that took Provo by storm. The bbq's were lit and the lawn chairs set out, volleyball courts filled with eager, winter deranged cougars, and all was well. And whether we're speaking of the literal sunshine or metaphorically of happiness..."Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting. Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear. Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, and I say it's all right."
For what it's worth.
Though I'm not quite sure what the actually meaning of the song is, Buffalo Springfield's For What It's Worth has become a song symbolizing the turmoil that was found in the world during the Vietnam War. This past week I found myself getting worked up and adgitated over certain world and political events. The decreasing, at times nonexistent, acknowledgement and use of values throughout the world is overwhelming. The continous effort of groups challenging the constitution, shaking the foundation upon which this country was settled...it is exhausting. It's a fight that isn't going end. I wish the world would just take Springfields words to heart, "I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound. Everybody look what's going down. There's battle lines being drawn. Nobody's right if everybody's wrong".
Me fail english? That's umpossible.
Last week Jesse bought season six of The Simpsons and if there is one thing I've learned from watching them, it's that good humor is a much needed necessity in life. We've all got to be able to sit back and laugh and the all-too-true realities of our day to day routines. "Me fail english? That's umpossible," is a quote from a character named Ralph Wiggum as he is getting called up to the auditorium podium for a notice that he's failing english...that is his response :). Oh those Simpsons...
When I was growing up my mom would go through, what I will call, "movie phases". She would like one movie a lot and pop it in while she was cleaning or working on one of our school projects or something. This would go on for a week or two...maybe even three, and then the movie would practically vanish into the movie cabinet...never to be heard of again. I very vividly remember her National Treasure movie phase. Now, I'm actually not still sure if my mom still goes through her movie phases, being that I don't live at home anymore and don't get to see what all goes on, but I do know someone else who does...ME! Despite how strange I thought it was, I am truly the daugther of Shelley. I recently went through this phase with the movie "Lars and the Real Girl". I highly recommend it.
When we're hungry...love will keep us alive.
The Eagles really knew what they were talking about when they sang the blessed words, "Don't you worry. Sometimes you've just gotta let it ride. The world is changing, right before your eyes.
Now I've found you. There's no more emptiness inside. When we're hungry...love will keep us alive..." When it is all said and done and the week has passed on...I've laughed, screamed, cried, whatever it is I do...I thank my Heavenly Father for the extraordinary amount of love I receive from the people around me every day. It's true...love will keep us alive.
So from the mind of Kristen to the internet...there ya go. The past weeks knowledge in a blog entry. Oh, and I just included the picture of Jesse because he sent it to me last week from work and I LOVE it :)