tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54097294647869098302024-03-05T07:40:02.757-08:00COURAGE, KIND HEART.fighting the fatigue....because one can not be made up of only ideals. one needs a heart to go with those ideals. one needs hopes, dreams, fears, and stories to be real.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.comBlogger277125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-40682638580655328092013-12-11T14:06:00.001-08:002013-12-11T14:06:35.510-08:00dreaming season<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"we must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life waiting for us." -em forster<br />
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worship is the one place we can completely lose ourselves and gain something...a living God, who desires to live inside of us and create a revolution for everything around us. as human beings we are inclined to lose ourselves in things: people, memories, success, and hurt...but let it instead be Christ. Christ, we can trust. and He will lead us and sustain us in all other things we encounter in life. worship is the practice of losing ourselves to gain more of Him. and it is in Him that we'll find the life we're all desperately searching for. the God who calls us by name and makes His mysteries our mysteries...His people, our people. i spend so much of my time dreaming of my life's <i>greatest</i> adventure. turns out i'm already on it. and the soundtrack to it is worship. the anthem is<i> praise</i>.<br />
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rayland baxter has me kind of lovesick. can't stop listening.<br />
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there's nothing like the feeling of finding people that make you want to be better...the rare ones who make you want to fight for more. the people whose simple entrance into your life, can give it the violent shake that shifts everything just right, for new dreams to appear. <br />
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these days, i'm trying to learn about this. that i will never find the joy that was meant for my life, for my days, for my moments, if i don't learn to love God extravagantly...not just enough to get by, and enough to maintain a relationship with Him, but more than enough...with more than i have, with more than i am. nothing else matters. nothing, but the way i love Him, and love the people He's placed before me in this lifetime. <br />
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i get so caught up in striving to live my life rightly...in a way that people will look at as an exemplary testimony...but an exemplary testimony is one soaked with an adoration of Him who did it all...and i have to understand that people will not always understand this...or admire it. that often it will look foolish and wrong...until they know Him. Him who did it all. <br />
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and as it often does...the bible brings perfect light to this in dear, radical, extravagant mary...</div>
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"Mary took about a pint of pure nard, an expensive perfume (one that was her dowry...she literally was laying every ounce of her future at His feet); she poured it on Jesus' feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. But one of his disciples, Judas Iscariot, who was later to betray him, objected, "Why wasn't this perfume sold and the money given tot he poor? It was worth a year's wages." He did not say this because he cared about the poor but because he was a thief; as keeper of the money bag, he used to help himself to what was put into it. "Leave her alone," Jesus replied. "It was intended that she should save this perfume for the day of my burial. You will always have the poor among you, but you will not always have me." -Luke 12:3-7</div>
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suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-41520668062599162582013-05-24T15:20:00.000-07:002013-05-25T15:23:53.792-07:00is throwback friday a thing?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
remembering how scotland was often defined to me by my bed, reading for hours, drinking herbal tea and battling insomnia. the good news was that my bed was comfortable, the used books were insane, and the tea was winning.</div>
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i don't miss insomnia but i sure miss scotland.</div>
suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-40386412266382973702013-04-25T15:40:00.001-07:002013-04-25T15:40:40.407-07:00Hello Bright Light.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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He's so good. Unrelentingly. Unfathomably.<br />
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But I see so little of it sometimes...because my eyes, they're the dim kind.<br />
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Slowly though, they catch the light.<br />
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Increasingly though, they're remembering to look up.<br />
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And more than a heart could fathom.<br />
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There's grace, acceptance, and welcoming that greets them.<br />
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And before I know it, I'm again, blinded by the warmth of the light.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">photo by: luca bortolato</span>suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-15733912395117564712013-04-08T10:20:00.003-07:002013-04-08T10:20:57.636-07:00ringing in my heart today is this declaration.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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obedience. choose obedience. because our days are too few to not choose His glory for our ways.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-34977929497539704232013-04-08T10:17:00.002-07:002013-04-08T10:17:23.028-07:00big sur.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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from the fall...and now i'm aching to go back with the exact same van full of sisters.</div>
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and though i cannot see Him<br />
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-soon;; hillsong united.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-443356400566635442013-02-04T12:58:00.002-08:002013-02-04T12:58:29.235-08:00the mighty rapture.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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from coffee with a dear, treasured sister friend this morning...<br />
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"defeat may serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out. when the great oak is straining in the wind, the boughs drink in new beauty and the trunk sends down a deeper root on the windward side. only the soul that knows the mighty grief can know the mighty rapture, sorrows come to stretch out spaces in the heart for joy..." -edward markham.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-91890704431411928262013-01-28T09:33:00.002-08:002013-04-08T10:39:39.412-07:00::i, as a canyon::<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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i felt like a canyon. like all there was to see of me, was the vastness of my emptiness. what i didn't realize, was how it was the space you were creating, for me to grow the hunger to dream as big as You are.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-11471322422308532912013-01-23T15:08:00.003-08:002013-01-23T15:08:24.731-08:00how the darkness defined the light.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For our light affliction, which is <span style="font-size: large;">but for a moment</span>, works for us a <span style="font-size: x-large;">far</span> more <em>
exceeding</em> and <span style="font-size: x-large;">eternal</span> weight of <span style="font-size: large;"><em><strong>glory. </strong></em></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">2 corinthians 4:17</span>suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-81589124797123906962012-11-09T11:08:00.000-08:002012-11-09T11:08:32.218-08:00all things.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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through Him who strengthens me.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-62099337215798775912012-10-07T02:57:00.006-07:002012-10-07T02:57:59.801-07:00cou cou, adieu.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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here i am again. i miss you.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-2359912642330750442012-09-10T21:32:00.002-07:002012-09-10T21:41:27.172-07:00breezes that feel like you<br />
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and the more i know this, the more i become me.</div>
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familiarity, and everything that means.<br />
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all of my sighs, sigh of you,<br />
my eyes can't shake the sight.<br />
the way your face looked when i finally opened my eyes.<br />
the sweat bead on your head.<br />
the quiver in your brow.<br />
the tension in your tightened lips.<br />
your hand gripping your chest,<br />
trying to hold back the precious words that pierced me through.<br />
all swallowing me whole in their tragedy.<br />
all of it. replays in each sigh. <br />
because for you i have only hearts for eyes.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-11579474736030444062012-06-08T08:34:00.003-07:002012-06-08T08:37:00.776-07:00NO.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/42867861?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0&color=ffffff" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"></iframe><br />
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a video from a cozy little show in silverlake, where i got to play with the boys in NO. edited by the ever-brilliant andrea nahkla.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-26918749571944967882012-06-06T10:34:00.000-07:002012-06-06T10:34:12.955-07:00cinder.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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and somehow there's still smoke from our fire.<br />
i forget how big it once used to be.<br />
but the smoke will catch my eyes every now and again.<br />
everything goes blurry.<br />
<br />it burns to open my eyes.<br />
so i stop trying so hard to see.<br />
there's some momentary comfort when i keep them closed.<br />
but when my eyes close,<br />
the image of you from across a gallery burns in my head.<br />
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a fire once kept me warm.<br />
but a residual vapor burns where there used to be comfort.<br />
the smell of our fire, following me everywhere i go.<br />
cinder, i can't let go, burning in my hands.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-85284488216186495232012-05-31T16:30:00.004-07:002012-05-31T16:30:39.798-07:00fauxchella 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-79471874173218407092012-05-31T16:22:00.000-07:002012-05-31T16:22:02.956-07:00Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"confession is nothing but humility in action. we used to call it penance, but really it is a sacrament of love, a sacrament of forgiveness. when there is a gap between me and Christ, when my love is divided, anything can come to fill the gap. confession is a place where i allow Jesus to take away from me everything that divides, that destroys."</div>
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-mother teresa.</div>suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409729464786909830.post-64688622380091048042012-05-25T02:39:00.004-07:002012-05-25T02:39:41.667-07:00t.s. eliot<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"time is no healer. the patient is no longer here." four quartets; t.s. eliot.suzy leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02540211079494711323noreply@blogger.com0