The world of words

And only one word comes to mind

There is only one word I can utter to describe the captivating scene in front of my eyes, as I find myself again in awe of His striking beauty.  The sun is setting, it’s fading light striking the ice encased tree limbs, causing them to light up in their own form of worship.  Casting longing glances out the frosted windowpane, I shiver and whisper to myself how I wish the fading daylight would forsake it’s selfish obligation to leave, despite the beauty it brings to my eyes.  Watching the long shadows dance across the pages of my hastily opened book, reading the eloquently written prayers, petitions, and praises of the people from the far distant past,  I wish that I could phrase my thoughts the way those talented, fiery, awe-inspiring Christians were able to.  I am stuck trying to find the accurate words to portray my feelings to the only one who matters, although I know that He knows what I’m trying to say.  I wish that I could find in myself, the beautiful metaphorical thoughts that I want to speak, in the way that David was able to, for the eager ears of my audience of one.  But the only praise that I can find in myself at the moment comes in the form of a single word.  The desperation to find the perfect phrase to adequately portray my feelings has faded, and I’m left with this one word.  This fountain of praise rising up within me has found but one word to release the pressure, and this one word, I know he will hear, adore, and value, even though it’s utterly worthless.  I say this word silently, humbly, and reverently. But I also call out this word loudly, proudly, and shamelessly.  Holy.

a white world

Feet bundled in my blanket, nose still red from snow shoveling, heater on high, and hot chocolate on the way, I stare out of my window in contempt, at the nasty white evil currently falling from the sky because I know what this means.

Since the snow has left me indoors, not doing the things that i SHOULD be doing, and therefore bored, I have decided to write a blog post.. since i haven't actually written in a really long time.

Don't expect anything extremely philosophical or mind-blowing because of that fact.  Simply expect to know what I'm thinking.

Tomorrow at 9 am. I should be on a plane heading to Washington DC with a connection to Kansas City, Missouri.  I say 'should' because if this snow continues like this, I don't think i'll be going anywhere tomorrow.......
The repercussions of this would be as follows:
I would....

1. NOT be able to attend Onething '10 which I've been looking forward to since Onething '09....
2. NOT be able to see my boyfriend who I haven't seen since October 31st.
3. NOT be able to give him his present, OR receive mine, which he is extremely excited to give me.
4. Feel very guilty, and responsible for all the money wasted on this un-trip, even though it isn't my fault.

.........45 minutes later. update...

flight to DC is cancelled. 

Where's my home in this world?

So, I've come to the realization(s).....

1. That I've come to refer to Bethany as "home".
2. That yes, I feel 'at home' at home, but I didn't know where to put any of my things this past week when I was there.
3. That Being in cold weather so frequently upstate new york, when I go "downstate" for a small period of time, it seems like spring, because of the mild chill that often causes my poor mother to bundle herself in a heavy coat, scarf, hat, and gloves
4. That I really haven't posted on this blog as much as I would've liked to in the past 3 or so months.
5. That I've acquired a peace about going to SUNY Geneseo in January, as was previously planned, and NOT staying at Bethany for another semester, (as I realized I should do, but then failed to ever mention it to my father)
6. That 1630.5 miles is a really long ways away........
7. That I REALLY REALLY miss being tan.... the summer time is so elusive. THIS is why I have been unable to capture it in a bottle, and bathe in it, to receive my daily doses of sunshine......
8. That I miss my long hair.
9. That I'm going to grow my hair out, and get frequent trims, so that it keeps on growing.
10. That This looks a little boring, so I'm thinking about changing it up a bit.
11. That purple is a reeeeaallyyyy fun color :)
12. That I HATE CHRISTMAS MUSIC BEFORE THANKSGIVING!!!!! I don't know why, but I just do. don't ask. don't judge.
13. That I'm a really creative person, conceptually. Unfortunately I am usually unable to carry out my creative concepts because I'm not very artistic.
14. That The christmas present I got for my boyfriend is apparently never going to be as cute as the one he got for me (quoting Kristin Delorenz)
15. That Being back at Bethany, I'm realizing that silence is best sometimes.
16. That I really love getting letters in the mail.
17. That this is such a pretty color!!!!!
18. That simple things make me happy!
19. That such as the scored paper on my quiznos "to-go" packaging that let me 'unzip' my sandwich and use the wrapping as a placemat!!!!!!!!!!!!!
20. That 20 things seems like a good number of revelations!

goodbye all my precious followers!!!!!!!!!! although I doubt anyone reads this.


so long, farewell, auf weidersehen goodbye!!