Have you ever seen two people, two lovers greet... after a long sojourn.. after thinking they might not ever see each other ever again... after losing eachother, or even just after being separated for a long time? No matter the context, though...
It's that moment when you recognize that wisp of hair, or that stately gate, or catch a glimpse of their face... and you take a step forward, before they turn around, and see you.
And you smile, as your heart quickens, as you lengthen your stride to reach them faster. And all of a sudden you're in a warm and tight embrace, with your cheek pressed against theirs, before you turn and nestle your face into their neck or their chest. And you breathe. And you just... can't believe it. And then your heart swells with joy. And there are no words. You know that. And you nearly burst into tears as you grab the fabric of their shirt, holding it tight in your hand... because you never want to let go again. And you just stay there. For what seems like the briefest amount of time. Before you pull apart, and look into their eyes... and then you kiss them. With all the passion and all the love you possess (situation and context allowing of course).
It's interesting, yes? Why don't we go for the kiss first? Because when we love someone, we care for them. And when we love someone, all we really want, is to be in their presence. Once we have that... once we have the opportunity to be wrapped in their arms... that's all that matters. Anything else, is merely an after thought. An expression of our love, in the continuance of our knowledge that words still don't express what we're feeling.
And after the kiss, we nestle our heads back against eachother... before softly whispering the words "I love you" just to make sure we drive it home.
I enjoy the progression we have... as a human race. There's nothing like it.
Words will never fully express our thoughts and feelings, because we are so much more complicated than that. But those words... "I love you" strike deeper than any others. Because we know. We know exactly, every single expression and thought and feeling that we attach to those words. We know. And when you love someone... you know that they know too. And so, it's a near perfect communication.
Food for thought.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Coins
Michael's and my combined coin collection. It's growing! We added Australia this month, of course. ^_^ And no, the colored boxes in my handwriting aren't all mine, I just made a bunch of new boxes this week that were more sturdy. But I didn't replace all of them, cuz I like seeing his handwriting in the bunch too. <3
AM not PM
I woke up this morning at 6:40.. and since I NEVER see the clock see 6:40 except at night time, I automatically assumed it was 6:40pm. So I freaked, and got dressed so that I could make it on time for my 7:00 religion class... lol. So, I got up and left the house and drove away. But I forgot my cell phone at home. I got to the Institute of Religion building, and the gate was shut, and no one was there =/ So, I entered in my passcode, and parked, and tried to get in the building... but it was locked. And I was so utterly confused. But I didn't have my phone, and I didn't know anybody's phone numbers, so I couldn't call and be like "What the crap!?" lol
I started driving home, but then I saw a payphone, so I parked, pulled out some quarters and called home, so that my mommy could find my cell phone and tell me Mandy's phone number lol. But then she couldn't find it... so then, frustrated, I drove home, found my phone and called Mandy. No answer. So I texted her. A minute later she called me back...
Mandy was like "What's the story with Institute?" and I was like "Well, I went! And no one was there!" and she was like .. "honey, its morning right now. I'm pretty sure Institute is still happening this evening" and then after much laughter, confusion, and just bleh lol, I understood. Although, it took probably more effort than it should have. I only went to bed last night at like 3AM, so I was working on like 3 and a half hours of sleep lol. I was a little slap happy. Went downstairs, explained to my parents.. and went to sleep. hahaha. Got up around 11 this morning ^_^
I was so confused, you don't even know. While I was driving to Institute, I was like "What did I do today?" thinking I had woken up from a nap or something... and after much hard thought, I determined that I couldn't remember doing anything.. and then I startd to wonder if I had slept the whole day away! And then I was a little frustrated because today is supposed to be my homework day.. and yeah... it was confusing ^_^
what a party haha
I started driving home, but then I saw a payphone, so I parked, pulled out some quarters and called home, so that my mommy could find my cell phone and tell me Mandy's phone number lol. But then she couldn't find it... so then, frustrated, I drove home, found my phone and called Mandy. No answer. So I texted her. A minute later she called me back...
Mandy was like "What's the story with Institute?" and I was like "Well, I went! And no one was there!" and she was like .. "honey, its morning right now. I'm pretty sure Institute is still happening this evening" and then after much laughter, confusion, and just bleh lol, I understood. Although, it took probably more effort than it should have. I only went to bed last night at like 3AM, so I was working on like 3 and a half hours of sleep lol. I was a little slap happy. Went downstairs, explained to my parents.. and went to sleep. hahaha. Got up around 11 this morning ^_^
I was so confused, you don't even know. While I was driving to Institute, I was like "What did I do today?" thinking I had woken up from a nap or something... and after much hard thought, I determined that I couldn't remember doing anything.. and then I startd to wonder if I had slept the whole day away! And then I was a little frustrated because today is supposed to be my homework day.. and yeah... it was confusing ^_^
what a party haha
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Mortality
God has put within our lives meanings and possibilities that quite outrun the limits of mortality.
Harry Emerson Fosdick
In reality, we are all travelers - even explorers of mortality.
Thomas S. Monson
To suspect your own mortality is to know the beginning of terror, to learn irrefutably that you are mortal is to know the end of terror.
Frank Herbert
To take a photograph is to participate in another person's mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.
Susan Sontag
Don't fear your mortality, because it is this very mortality that gives meaning and depth and poignancy to all the days that will be granted to you.
Paul Tsongas
Each of us, is susceptible to mortality, and even prone to it. Indeed, mortality is a fatal illness that travails us all, I believe. It is something we ourselves cannot cure. Although we may be able to fight the symptoms for quite some time. Perhaps it can be said, that it is like the common cold. Sometimes, we can't explain where we got it from, and we really can't fix it... but we can give it time, and allow it to pass through its natural cycle.
I believe that we will one day be resurrected, to perfected bodies. The definition of perfect of course, I think is frequently debated. Some think that it will mean midgets will get taller, and that everyone will look like the ideal model version of themselves... But I think part of us receiving perfected bodies, is accepting ourselves as who we are. God made us, and our bodies are therefore perfect. It seems only we are the ones unable to see this. Of course there is probably a fine line to tread with this theory, which I will not try to debate. God's ways are higher than my ways, as his thoughts are higher than my thoughts. So who am I to analyze his patterns?
In my belief, however, that we will be resurrected, that implies that while our body may die for a time, it can always be revived, by the Lord. He may tell me in this instant, personally, that I will have good health... and tomorrow I may find out that I have cancer. Yet, for me, this would change nothing. Because I know that one day, truth will bear witness, and I will have good health. That does not mean I am insusceptible to the common ails of mortality while I am in this life.
I must merely do my best, to take care of myself and others. And respect this body -- this earthly temple... And of course, to always increase our knowledge of our Lord and our Savior. To exercise our faith, and to do the work of God.
Harry Emerson Fosdick
In reality, we are all travelers - even explorers of mortality.
Thomas S. Monson
To suspect your own mortality is to know the beginning of terror, to learn irrefutably that you are mortal is to know the end of terror.
Frank Herbert
To take a photograph is to participate in another person's mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.
Susan Sontag
Don't fear your mortality, because it is this very mortality that gives meaning and depth and poignancy to all the days that will be granted to you.
Paul Tsongas
Each of us, is susceptible to mortality, and even prone to it. Indeed, mortality is a fatal illness that travails us all, I believe. It is something we ourselves cannot cure. Although we may be able to fight the symptoms for quite some time. Perhaps it can be said, that it is like the common cold. Sometimes, we can't explain where we got it from, and we really can't fix it... but we can give it time, and allow it to pass through its natural cycle.
I believe that we will one day be resurrected, to perfected bodies. The definition of perfect of course, I think is frequently debated. Some think that it will mean midgets will get taller, and that everyone will look like the ideal model version of themselves... But I think part of us receiving perfected bodies, is accepting ourselves as who we are. God made us, and our bodies are therefore perfect. It seems only we are the ones unable to see this. Of course there is probably a fine line to tread with this theory, which I will not try to debate. God's ways are higher than my ways, as his thoughts are higher than my thoughts. So who am I to analyze his patterns?
In my belief, however, that we will be resurrected, that implies that while our body may die for a time, it can always be revived, by the Lord. He may tell me in this instant, personally, that I will have good health... and tomorrow I may find out that I have cancer. Yet, for me, this would change nothing. Because I know that one day, truth will bear witness, and I will have good health. That does not mean I am insusceptible to the common ails of mortality while I am in this life.
I must merely do my best, to take care of myself and others. And respect this body -- this earthly temple... And of course, to always increase our knowledge of our Lord and our Savior. To exercise our faith, and to do the work of God.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Much Needed Break
I've had so much stress lately... that I'm going to take a break. Pick up a favorite book or two.. a couple new ones... get a new library card haha. Cut back on the social activities for a week.. that kind of thing. Just give some time to myself, and also to the Lord.
See how I feel afterwards.
Very much needed break, though.
See how I feel afterwards.
Very much needed break, though.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Candle Burning
The first stanza truly spoke to me in reference to my earlier post from today.
"There is a candle in every soul
Some brightly burning, some dark and cold
There is a Spirit who brings a fire
Ignites a candle and makes His home"
"There is a candle in every soul
Some brightly burning, some dark and cold
There is a Spirit who brings a fire
Ignites a candle and makes His home"
Joy
I want to be happy.
I feel like... for months now, I have either been "Okay" or "Not okay" and I never truly experience joy. If I do, it is merely for a moment. All my life I have been the happy person. And I was either GREAT or terribly depressed. I never did mediocre. My emotions were always polar, and never in the middle. And now adays... I'm nearly always in the middle. Any usually I was in a state of joy. Sad things were fleeting.
I don't like this reversal I've come across. Where I'm normally "Okay" or "Not okay" or "Not great" or just "Bad" ... and "I feel amazing" is like this rare endangered species. I don't like it at all. I just want to be happy.
The president of my Texas home Stake, is President Hollingsworth. And he's been in the presidency for as long as I can, even though his position as president, is a new one. And he is just the most amazing man you will even meet. Say... you are standing in the church house talking to some people, and then he sees you, or you see him. Somehow you end up face to face with him, and he just smiles. And you know he is a worthy priesthood holder who is righteous, and full of joy. He just glows, and shines with the light of Christ. Then, he holds out his right hand, with no shame or regret for the fingers that are missing, and you shake his hand. At that moment he will ask you "How are you, sister?" with so much love, bursting and swelling in his voice. And you reply "I'm good." But such and answer simply will not do with President Hollingsworth, and he will respond, "Just good? Not GREAT!?" and if you change your answer to great, then his smile will grow wider, and you can part ways in peace. But if you say "Yeah, just good," then he will look at you with more love, and understanding than you could have ever guessed he might show you, and either ask you what he can do for you, or he will give you some small simple piece of advice, that just makes your heart glow.
And that is part of his testimony. Being good is not enough. Because we have the gospel. We are Divine Children of our Heavenly Father. We are loved. I want to be GREAT. I want to feel AMAZING. I want to once again use that wonderful word, MAGNANIMOUS! I need the blessing of pure joy, consistent joy in my life again.
So now, I must ask the Lord My God, what I am doing wrong, or how many things I am doing wrong. Somehow I must learn how I can be more self reliant, while depending on him more, and giving him my trials and sins. Somehow. But as yet, I don't know how.
I feel like... for months now, I have either been "Okay" or "Not okay" and I never truly experience joy. If I do, it is merely for a moment. All my life I have been the happy person. And I was either GREAT or terribly depressed. I never did mediocre. My emotions were always polar, and never in the middle. And now adays... I'm nearly always in the middle. Any usually I was in a state of joy. Sad things were fleeting.
I don't like this reversal I've come across. Where I'm normally "Okay" or "Not okay" or "Not great" or just "Bad" ... and "I feel amazing" is like this rare endangered species. I don't like it at all. I just want to be happy.
The president of my Texas home Stake, is President Hollingsworth. And he's been in the presidency for as long as I can, even though his position as president, is a new one. And he is just the most amazing man you will even meet. Say... you are standing in the church house talking to some people, and then he sees you, or you see him. Somehow you end up face to face with him, and he just smiles. And you know he is a worthy priesthood holder who is righteous, and full of joy. He just glows, and shines with the light of Christ. Then, he holds out his right hand, with no shame or regret for the fingers that are missing, and you shake his hand. At that moment he will ask you "How are you, sister?" with so much love, bursting and swelling in his voice. And you reply "I'm good." But such and answer simply will not do with President Hollingsworth, and he will respond, "Just good? Not GREAT!?" and if you change your answer to great, then his smile will grow wider, and you can part ways in peace. But if you say "Yeah, just good," then he will look at you with more love, and understanding than you could have ever guessed he might show you, and either ask you what he can do for you, or he will give you some small simple piece of advice, that just makes your heart glow.
And that is part of his testimony. Being good is not enough. Because we have the gospel. We are Divine Children of our Heavenly Father. We are loved. I want to be GREAT. I want to feel AMAZING. I want to once again use that wonderful word, MAGNANIMOUS! I need the blessing of pure joy, consistent joy in my life again.
So now, I must ask the Lord My God, what I am doing wrong, or how many things I am doing wrong. Somehow I must learn how I can be more self reliant, while depending on him more, and giving him my trials and sins. Somehow. But as yet, I don't know how.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Nelot A illwa ulys Perelfec olot
Selome elhalow ili elhail vemanil ageled telosc ilrewov elerm alyli fulile.
Silor elry.
Ili suluppulosei jelus tsiluelcka tollif alet hilis weeilk.
Silor elry.
Ili suluppulosei jelus tsiluelcka tollif alet hilis weeilk.
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