hard-to-fold fabric

today i noticed that i couldn't "do" this life on my own. i am a christian. i profess to be a lover of jesus. even so, i know how to keep my mouth tightly shut when opposition may be present, and i understand that i have mastered the art of 'subtle complaining.' so... background: i have been working basically 12 and 14 hour days for the last couple weeks (to get some loans paid-off quickly and to get myself back to the point where $ doesn't matter___ while i owe persons it does matter. i work at a discount store and a nursing home.)
eailer this afternoon i found myself staring at this patterned peice of material. the colors and shapes enabled my eyes to begin to stare quite easily. i would measure somewhat approriatly and continue to crease the fabric where it best seemed fit. several yards into this folding process, god began to speak truth into my life. i could proceed to measure and 'perfect' my life in the way that seemed fit or i could remember that he is god and i could surrended my dirty hands agian. i could very well 'lean on my understanding,' or i could obey his holy prompting (that more often times than not don't fall into my defination of what "holy" should look like) and learn more than 'a comfortable number of times' what it looks like and feels like and tastes like to trust his understanding. (proverb 3)
who's folding your fabric?

the project

to pick it up.
to not set it down agian.
to invade lives.
to speak his words.
to wonder about the next paragraph.
to weep bitterly.
to sit.
to scream silently.
to allow my fingers to dance.
to wash the ink off my hand.
to want it to be done.
to wait for sentences that benifit.
to make honesty alone penetrate.
to sing encouragement.
to close my ears to the lies.
to formulate understanding.
to communicate truth.
to be real.
to continue.
to change.
to stop.
to be different yet agian.

tonight= hollidazzle parade *minneapolis

Leonard Ravenhill once said of Tozer, "I fear that we shall never see another Tozer. Men like him are not college bred but Spirit taught."

seattle

everything i have found about seattle intruiges me. perhaps it is the idea of something new--perhaps. possibaly it is the rumor of rain--possibaly, because, well, i like rain. maybe it is because my older sister headed east, and as i am seemingly the next in line, i must look to and long for the west.
next year i hope to move away from wisconsin. wisconsin is lovely-- please come, please visit, please stay for a bit. yet, a time for packing boxes and going will arrive. no worries. not for close to another year... but i anticipate as i learn to wait and grow and be.
would you come visit the pacific with me? 2006ish... i will make you some soup, and we can have hot berries for dessert. ((you'll like what your beatiful plate offers))