July 2011
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God bless
the female journalists who are rocking my world at 3AM and of course, the American Society of Magazine Editors.
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Passenger Seat
You realize you are never really the only one feeling certain way, whether extreme joy or pain. You see from a friend, or a song, movie, scripture, magazine even in a picture just how similar people are. This gives me such relief and hope.
I am letting God speak to me on his own timing, on his own way and it’s not only catching me by surprise but also taking my breath away. Almost for the...
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If my heart has grown cold There Your love will unfold As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand When I’m blind to my way There Your Spirit will pray
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I want you to know I picture you in certain moments. I picture you listening intently to protect your most loved ones. I picture you walking alongside the road listening to your pink MP3, or cramped in a busy subway holding onto your dear life, or sitting by the window in an empty bus late at night, or looking up to see your favorite sky and clouds admiring its beauty.
And I want you to know that...
Days of Summer →
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drought
I think to myself, having my best friend leave the country will move my heart. I wonder if getting a gym membership, memorizing 150 GRE essential words a day will do its magic. I hope moving to a new place will help. Belatedly, I ask a very few people to pray for me. I read the Word. A friend asks me if he should be concerned with me stepping down as a leader and skipping church — the...
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The Fight in Afghanistan →
Austinite
I bought two bars of chocolate, a piece of tiramisu from Wholefoods minutes before they closed; mooched off my sister and got myself The Bookseller of Kabul by Asne Seierstad from Book People. I’m feeling somewhat Austinite tonight. 8)
“If this is going to be a Christian nation that doesn’t help the poor, either...”
– Stephen Colbert (via informate) 