I haven’t been keeping up very well with this blog lately and I apologize, but I promise to get around to some original posts soon. In the meantime however, take this quote to heart and keep it there. Because on the loneliest nights, in the worst situations, in your nightmares and your fears and your failures, and all those times you didn’t feel as if you’d make it through… you have never been all alone, and you never will be.
You dear, irreplaceable creation… you know a never-ending Love. And regardless of how anyone feels about you, and regardless of how you feel about yourself, and regardless if your faith is solid or if it’s nonexistent, that Love is unfaltering.
May God’s strength and peace surround you, always. And be brave, because you are worth loving and you are worth fighting for. And whether or not I know you, rest assured I am praying for all who are reading this.
As mentioned in the previous post about sleep, tiring days on campus keep bringing me back to the subject.
Another about sleep. I’ll write a hundred about sleep, for you. I like the way that you look when you’re sleeping, as though all the thoughts which trouble your lovely mind take on the form of something beautiful and soothe you like lullabies. I like that there are people whose well-being matters deeply to us, and ours to them, and I like that you’re at peace when you’re sleeping. I like the way that you are when you’re just waking up. The way that your eyes look beneath your ruffled hair, so bright and clear, like you’ve already had that strong cup of coffee that you’re aching to get to. You wake up ready to soldier through the day, and that’s singular. A few empty grumblings aside, you are quite the morning person, and it makes smile. You always make me smile. Dear friend, I like how you are when you’re falling asleep. I like the things that you say and the way that you talk. You’re always honest, but you seem ever so slightly more so, then. I like how your words come out more softly and more slowly, as though they know they aren’t supposed to be used very often. As though the daylight isn’t privileged to bear witness to them, but maybe it’s okay, because the darkness will hide them from being quite so transparent. I like how you are when you’re falling asleep…. Maybe, in those still, quiet moments, when you sound very genuine and very tired and very real, and I forget not to trust too much in anything, maybe it’s a little bit more than that. Dear friend, I like how you are in all the stages of sleeping. But then again, I like you all the time.
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“I have no gift to bring
That’s fit to give our King…”
“The shepherds brought no gift, as did the Magi, or even the imaginary drummer boy who performed for the baby Jesus. They just came to be with the Lord… that’s all they were ever asked to do.” - Bishop Ken Untener
How comforting, that as insignificant as we may imagine ourselves to be, our love for Him is gift enough. I hope that this Christmas season brings peace to all of you experiencing chaos, and comfort to all of you who are lonely, and that it is filled with light and hope and new beginnings. And may Christmas continue to hold all the awe and the magic of childhood. There is always something left to wonder at.
Let your love be a gift not only for Him, but for everyone around you.
The Almost - Little Drummer Boy (cover)
All your inconsistencies
are burned into your eyes
green like rainy evenings
and bright like summer skies
it’s easy to pretend
when no one knows you
It’s hard to be a stranger
through the rough times
“Whatever happened to
peace of mind?”
is what you murmured
to an empty room
and a quiet dog
who knows just what it means
to feel calm
