"the things that we feel most deeply we ought to learn to be silent about, at least until we have talked them over thoroughly with God."

-elizabeth elliot

"She was doing nothing that I could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together."

-J.D. Salinger, A Girl I Knew

currently kickin' it with my kindred. today has been a very blessed day- my Father was faithful to put people in my life with hearts like mine when i asked Him for them. i read this in my quiet time this morning -- "may those who fear the Lord rejoice when they see me, those who understand your statutes" (psalm 119:79). that's when you know you have a good friend.

i love friends that you can share your quirks with, that totally get it. like you have the same heart, and appreciate the same obscurities that other people may not see the beauty in. one that you have no doubt will be forever loyal to you; they restore your faith in humanity and soothe the wounds of betrayals past. someone you respect for their sweetness and their free spirit. you can go on adventures with them, or do absolutely nothing, and both are fun. and comfortable. and wonderful! and they tell you that you have cute feet and anxious toes. friends who, when someone else has made you feel small by criticizing you for something that is so essential to who you are, affirm and encourage you, and tell you that that thing about you is part of what makes you so beautiful. and they lift you up, and you know that it's authentic, and that they are your champion. and you loved them from the first day that you met them, and you knew that you would be great friends. and you are.

the 100 most beautiful words in english.

i want

a life full of adventure that keeps me on my toes and makes me laugh out loud. i want to eat cold tangerines and sing out loud in the car with the windows rolled all the way down on a sunny day and wear pearls and pink high heels and stay up all night laughing and paint my walls the exact color of the sky right now. i want to drink champagne and tell my friends that i love them in every language i know how. i want to walk through fields of wildflowers at dusk and lay on a grassy hill and wait for the stars to come out so i can pick out the constellations. i want a great love story and i want to understand what is meant by the offer of a holiday at sea. i want to sleep hard on clean white sheets and throw parties and taste ripe tomatoes and read books so good they make me jump up and down, and i want my everyday to make God belly laugh, glad that he gave life to someone who knows the difference between life and half life.

blogé

to blog? a blog? i'm at a loss when it comes to blogging, never having given much thought to becoming a blogger. does this make me a sellout, per se? can i still roll my eyes in snobbish opposition at twitter? i find it a bit pretentious. like i really need to know what you're doing every hour of every day. unless you're shaq. now there's a tweet i can get behind. but i digress. i really should be blogging, as i'm constantly generating profound thoughts and opinions (obviously) that should be made readily available to the masses. give the people what they want, i always say. if nothing else, this is a good opportunity to showcase my sophisticated trendiness made apparent by my disregard for capitalization, but not wanting for accurate grammar, excepting the occasional incomplete sentence here or there, placed intentionally and strategically for effect, of course. gotta love a well-placed fragment. jane austen would surely agree, and who would argue with her? no one i would pay any mind to.

"You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our hearts
are restless until we find our rest in You."
-St. Augustine