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Name: Brit
Birthday: 5/8/1987


Interests: Jesus -- my sweet, sweet Song, His clouds at sunset, the art of communication, piano, porch swings, singing in harmony, current affairs, government policies, politics, learning, walks at night, the intricacies of the human mind.
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Tuesday, July 22, 2008

i have heard too much beauty to ever go back, he said

...

huzzah! it's tuesday.


Monday, July 21, 2008

Currently Reading
My Utmost for His Highest: Selections for Everyday
By Oswald Chambers
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when we are in an unhealthy state
physically or emotionally,
we always want thrills.
in the physical domain this will lead to
counterfeiting the Holy Ghost;
in the emotional life it leads to inordinate
affection and the destruction of morality;
and in the spiritual domain if we insist on
getting thrills, on mounting up with wings,
it will end in the destruction of spirituality.

our problems come when we refuse to
bank on the reality of His presence.
the experience the psalmist speaks of --
"therefore will we not fear, though..."
will be ours when once we are based on
Reality, not the consciousness
of God's presence
but the reality of it --
why, He has been here all the time!

...

with my back to the open blinds and the
mountains
i intermittently turn to watch javen and silas.
silas is sitting on a swing and javen is
twisting him round and round
before letting him go to spin in motion.
they are beyond-all-words treasured and
simply watching their actions and interactions
sends "praise God" through my mind.

the truth is that we are all desperately
in love with each other.



we have a new kitten and his name is alibi.

on saturday we explored the aquarium.

do you like my choppy, elementary school sentences.


Friday, July 18, 2008

a balding man in a suit
with an ipod and an empty
muffin-plate and crumbs on the table

is freaking sitting on my red couch.

i'm about four feet away from him
and intermittently i glance over like
some vulture in gaucho pants
and i ask with my eyes, "are you .done. yet?"

yes, just like that.

i am thankful that it is friday
because i am a child dropped into
a full-time job running on six hours of
nightly sleep.

i am not complaining -- that must be clear.
but this also must be clear: i am a child.

in gaucho pants.

blink.

my heart hurts.

because my heart is what it Is
and because it is better to be
thankful than anxious:

i love that the balding man left and i am Situated.
i like caffeine in appropriate doses. i love that i
have peripheral vision. i love shadows and reflections.
love. i like the colors red and black, especially
together. i love exploring. i love kissing my four
loves after they have fallen asleep -- whispering
i love you four times and goodnight, my angels.

i miss them in the chaos.

but i like albuquerque before the sun heats up.
i love dr. pepper. i like public transportation [not
so much using it as the concept itself -- smile].
i love reading for pleasure. i like that the manager
here calls customers by name. i love new retail
areas.

i am amazed both by how disoriented i am
and the extent to which it doesn't matter at all.

...

but we have this treasure in jars of clay
to show that this all-surpassing power is
from God and not from us.

we are hard pressed on every side,
but not crushed;
perplexed, but not in despair...

we always carry around in our body
the death of Jesus,
so that the life of Jesus may also be
revealed in our body.
for we who are alive are already being
given over to death for Jesus' sake,
so that His life may be revealed in
our mortal body....

we know that the one who raised
the Lord Jesus from the dead
will also raise us with Jesus and
present us with you in His presence....

therefore we do not lose heart. though
outwardly we are wasting away, yet
inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
for our light and momentary troubles
are achieving for us an eternal glory that
far outweighs them all.
so we fix our eyes not on what is seen,
but on what is unseen.
for what is seen is temporary, but what is
unseen is eternal....

we .implore. you on Christ's behalf:
be reconciled to God.
God made Him who had no sin to be
sin for us, so that in Him we might
become the righteousness of God.
as God's fellow workers we .urge. you
not to receive God's grace in vain.
for He says,

"in the time of My favor I heart you,
and in the day of salvation I helped you."

i tell you, .now. is the time of God's favor,
.now. is the day of salvation.

[2 corinthians 4, 5, 6 -- emphasis added]


Thursday, July 17, 2008

when he prays
he throws his blanket, pillow and stuffed animals
to the back of his crib
and buries his face in his hands.
he mentioned me tonight as he prayed
paused, looked up at me, pointed and said,
"you're miss brittany!"
it was one of those moments when the
world stands still and you're pretty sure
you'd rather not go backward or forward.

[july 16, 2006]


Monday, July 14, 2008

i miss austin
but the Lord wants me here
and hope is positively warranted.

...

ben and my plan from 2005 no longer has
inherency.
bush lifted the moratorium on offshore drilling.

...

i finally uploaded my pictures from the whole
moving-here process.

yay for my closet organizational system which eric
slaved over on his day off.
[but i got to learn how to change out drill bits!]



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