An online journal created to seek meaning and purpose, to feel,

to dream, to discover, to spread joy and light, to love all of creation,

to glorify and magnify the Creator.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

I sometimes have to pinch myself to get a handle on how utterly real and amazingly beautiful this life is. It's almost hard to believe that this is my life now, especially when reflecting back on the lens I once looked through. The contrast is surreal.

Shifting the mindset. Letting go. Forgiving. Trusting. And following Light and Love.

Jesus IS everything anyone could possibly want and yet as clear as that was, it was so hard to see back then because I didn't allow myself to do so. It's as though I thought covering myself from Him and everything else would protect me.

My hope now is for everyone to open their eyes to the Light and see! Simple as that.

It actually hurts reading on the social problems out in the world. It hurts even more when your textbook reinforces it as normal. Where is the love?!!?

Monday, April 6, 2015

me right now treating sfu couches as if they were my own

Things that stir my heart at 1:57 am while grinding on a month's work of school work.

I wonder how they could yell Barabbas instead of Jesus.
I wonder how they sang Hosanna and days later, Crucify him.
I wonder how Pontius could wash his hands of it, as though a dirty conscience could be so easily cleaned.
But — I am Barabbas, sinner set free.
I yell Crucify him as I sing praises with ease.
I am Pontius, who turned a blind eye to glory.
And yet, so Christ still died for me.
Still he died, where I should be,
a perfect love on that tree.
— J.S.
I can’t emphasize enough the importance of solo adventures. Everything from eating lunch by yourself to strolling in the park alone all help to shape your sense of independence. If you’re never by yourself how will you ever know yourself.

Friday, April 3, 2015

For the soul

I never saw a wild thing 

sorry for itself.
D.H. Lawrence

He could not see what was ahead except that it was all open… It looked endless: wild and lonely and free.
C.S. Lewis

I will lead her into the wilderness and speak tenderly to her.
Hosea 2:14