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Name: Hillary--the whimsic Birthday: 12/7/1986 Gender: Female
Interests: Life, love, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Meeting new people. Deepening exisiting friendships. Keeping my balance. Damien Rice. Being told I'm BEAUTIFUL (haha)!!! Swing Dancing!!! Being close to the bestest family EVER. C.S. Lewis. Keane. Ramen noodles. Water. Frolicking. Blue October. Loving Jesus, and knowing that He loves me more. Chocolate ;). Starbucks (the iced carmel machiatto in particular). George MacDonald. Photography. Musicals. My big, comfy and grand bed. John Elderedge. Crochet. The Bible. Jason Mraz. Playing in the rain. Donald Miller. Sincerity, honesty, and transparency. And finally ("finally" comes only for brevity's sake): having FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, and being curious.............*mysterious smile* Expertise: Tripping and falling over, apparently; Getting laughed at for reasons that I never understand; Being EASILY (too easily, actually) entertained; Smiling; and letting other people "spill" on me. Occupation: Education/training Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
10/25/2004
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| Angry skies forgive with healing rain Curing the maladies dealt to the panting countryside
Roaring winds eradicate the air of its still stench Replaced by a breeze with a new calming scent
Roots stretch for deeper draughts As their outer limbs rejoice for the life within them renewing
An infinite firmament looks down upon satisfied ground Knowing that all will soon drink again
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Keep a stiff upper lip Even as the lower quivers Sniffle in the cold air to clear your head As the familiar ache in your gut gives you shivers.
Repress and compress, go ahead Ignore and deny the truth in what you feel Reality is only romantic to emotional masochists So what if fairy tales and fantasy are what you want to be
real?
Cynicism echo’s in every sentence you utter Doubtful of the authenticity of any human exchange Release your death-grip on the lies that have crept into
your soul There is no need to remain trapped inside this invisible
cage.
Wallow in and swallow whole the brokenness that chokes you You daren’t allow thoughts of peaceful rest to disturb your
sick revelry You’ve been struggling in vain against the pain for so long
all you see is darkness Relinquish the reins to regain the control you thought you
had on your way to be holy.
Your lack of faith makes you weak Your loss of hope causes your spirit to plummet You sense that love is losing in the ageless battle of
others vs. self Your blindness prevents you from seeing that love is always
triumphant.
To hurt is to be human, but to heal is to become more alive The secret to the cure lies in your response to your wounds You must decide for yourself the ones you will treat and
those you will disregard Shed the scabs of ancient grief and bathe your soul in the
cleansing grace that knows no bounds.
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| Stephen Today at 10:49am 9. Injustice and judgmental attitudes (especially in the church, but other places too) get me riled up rather quickly.
10. The concept of joy is one of my soap-boxes.
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I read these two things on your note and it made me intensely curious. Would you mind explaining them for me?
I
ask this because I know that I love you to death, but I know basically
nothing about you and I would like to actually get to know you. If you
don't mind, that is. xD
Love,
Stephen
Not a bit dear Stephen.
Actually,
I've always enjoyed the limited conversations we have shared in times
past. I'm always up for furthering a friendship. :)
I could
write a really long piece on each one of those things. But
unfortunately I don't have time right now to give you the dissertation.
;) Hopefully though, this will be explanatory and serve as a
door-opener for more conversation.
As for injustice and
judgemental attitudes...well. I've always been a little bit of a
spit-fire growing up, and always very sensitive to when something or
someone isn't treating a situation, or a person fairly, or how they
would like to be treated. The reason I added "especially in the church"
is because I've been involved with about 5 different churches through
the course of my life, and almost always somewhere down the line, you
get burned by certain church members (or even, sadly, church leaders)
who respond to situations as a judge, rather than someone who has also
been saved through grace alone. I know so many people who have been
badly hurt only because they were never allowed to speak, and then
"condemned" (in so many words) because someone else assumed things
about them that weren't true, or were true, but twisted. I feel like
this is a battle we just have to fight...I mean, satan only has his
deception left...and he knows that the children of God, the church, is
still where he can cause the most damage. It makes sense that there is
so much confusion and distortion...satan is seeing to it that we're
getting caught up with the wrong things. I could go on and on, but I
must move on for now.
The concept of joy. Well, I stumbled upon
this soap-box when I was about 17, shortly after I spent about 7 months
in a very weird, nearly psychotic depressive state. It was brought on
by a snowball-effect series of events (as these things generally are),
and I took the hit, and didn't know where to go with it, or who to give
it to. I felt alone, and like even God had left me. After those months
feeling like I was being perpetually swallowed by darkness, I started
to realize just how bad I needed saving. And God did save me. :)
Shortly after he led me out of that time, he brought to my attention a
verse in Psalm 16:11 which says: "You have made known to me the path of
life. In your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand
there are pleasures forevermore." I fully identified with that passage,
because it was true of my experience. It is my favorite verse to this
day. Then, I became curious about other passages involving joy, and
what I found was exciting. Turns out, joy is integral to a relationship
with Jesus, and is so much more than a feeling. In Nehemiah 8:10 it
says "the joy of the Lord will be your strength." In Hebrews 12:2 it
says that it was for the joy of being reunited with us that Christ
endured the shame and wickedness of the cross. And that is to only name
a few that I remember the reference for off the top of my head. When I
think about joy, it means so much more than being happy...it's
something that comes from the inside out...something that is a
sure-fire sign of the Holy Spirit working in my life from inside my
heart. It's something I get very excited about. :)
So, there you
have it...still a very long message, but only a tip of the iceberg when
it comes to my thoughts on these topics. I hope I was able to make
sense. :) I'm glad you asked.
Love you too, Hillary | | |
| My heart beats subtly with a differing rhythm Fluttering palpitations threaten the functions of my system. This drumming, pulsating mass beneath my ribs is stricken Where is the gentle, patient man who wants to listen? These relentless emotions disregarded can result only in derision. Confusion compliments heartbreak with uncanny precision The gift of unconditional love is so easily given without permission. As this vulnerable heart struggles to protect itself it shudders with ambition Oh to see it blossom and bloom and not be rendered useless in this condition! Scoff if you must at this still-unbroken heart if it will reduce your suspicion Remember that pain is no stranger to the isolated heart who finds itself in this position. With each line my weary heart drones on, seemingly of it's own volition Still beating and beating, waiting and waiting, silently aching for recognition. | | |
| today's one of those days...
...the sort where you just want to run away...far away from anything and everything that is familiar and old. i want to escape. i want to get out and disappear. there has to be something more out there than this.
i wish my life would leave me alone. | | |
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