February 06, 2013

Today, in mewithoutyou lyrics.

For the first time, I listened to the sound of the sugar pouring into my coffee. It was peaceful. It was peaceful to just sit in silence, if only, long enough to hear the soft sounds of sugar diving into my bitter instant coffee without hesitation.

"You'd only make the softest sound, like sugar pouring into tea. Darling, let your self pour down and dissolve into the Love who revealed himself there quietly to me..."

The morning is not an hour that I am often coherent, so this morning I decided I needed the able aid of coffee to fuel my intellect... or to remain awake long enough to naturally come into the state that most people call being alive. I was awake and I was just simply listening. When I am tired, I like to listen to life that is taking place and I fill my head with simple sounds... like the sugar submerging into my coffee. This morning, I was reminded me of these lyrics from The Cure for Pain by Mewithoutyou while listening to my life. It was a good, simple, reminder to immerse myself into Love. Christ. Today.

Lower how much me there is in my life today, and overwhelm myself with Jesus.

*I'm not claiming that this is what the song is talking about, I just felt this way about these words today.

January 23, 2013

My heart is consumed with this thought...

Sometimes it is just good to remember that Christ has already claimed victory in my life, and over my troubles, on the cross. It is good to remember that every battle is already won... that every sin has already been conquered... that Christ has already overcome all my struggles. Today. Tomorrow. and Forever.

Sometimes it is just good to remember my victory in Christ.
Today it is good to remember my victory in Christ.

Thank you Jesus.

April 26, 2012

Just a Day

Today is a day... just a day. One of the many days that I have lived in twenty-three and a half years. There is nothing particularly wonderful about this day, and I know for certain when I look back at my life I will not hold a great value to this day among days in twenty-three and a half years of life.

Today is a day... just a day. The air is chilled, but not cold. The sun is shining, but not brightly. I have held conversations, but not significant ones. Events have taken place, but not important ones.

Today is a day... just a day. Routine. Mundane. Ordinary. Today is a day, just a day... but I'm alright with that.