ohhh the hippie in me.

www.couchsurfing.com

is it just me - or does this not make you want to sign up to have strangers come stay on your couch. HAHA. honestly though, i kinda am in love with the idea. I've been looking up places i want to travel - i mean, even within driving distance....saves in hotel prices fa sho.



but - this is coming from the girl who asks people at bus stops if they'd like a ride home.

james says i'll get murdered one day - i say i'm building good karma so it'll protect me. ha.


mayyybe i should ask christy before i sign our lil apt up.

Faith

now what could give a better definition than the Bible itself.

Hebrews 11:1 - Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.


sick huh. loveit.

the sound of worship

i've been attending a small baptist church the last month or so. this has been quite a change for me. i've learned how hard it is to go to a different church by yourself - but i've also learned the acts of kindness people do when their souls are filled.

i was wholeheartedly prepared to go that first day and sit by myself and observe. even critique. every move. i didnt have high expectations, i figured every church was probably the same. and though i wasnt blown away by kindness from the whole congregation - there was one lady in particular who has truely taken me under her wings this last month and poured love on me.


one thing i have really REALLY enjoyed about this place is that its soo diverse. I have never seen a church with so many different cultural, economical, and age dynamics. I mean to tell you-there is a homeless man who comes every week and sits in the same pew as the old woman and her husband and the latino family. its just...neat.

Last week i got the oppertunity to sit in front of the most beautiful african american women. their voices were incredible. very distinct, with a deep african accent. i started tuning into different people around me, and i was just blown away. it was like an, "ah ha" moment. worship doesnt have to be perfect. it doesnt have to sound perfect. so even though the worship leader forgot some of the lyrics. and even though the drums were off beat, and even though the skill level was no where near Jose, the sound of worship was beautiful.

perfect down to every bite

since we couldnt go to disneyland for v.day - we sweetened things up a bit for our families enjoyment.

its been a fun valentines day none the less. l.a. will have to wait a few weeks.

baby. i adore you.

where did my strength go

sometimes i feel like superwoman - with super human strength and super human thoughts and super human emotions. words glide from my lips, and i sleep soundly at night.

other times, like tonight - i can practically taste my humanity.

i dont know if i'm strong enough to go into social work anymore. every time i leave my child welfare class my stomach has knots and i end up crying at some point. and being surrounded by people dying doesnt help much either.

it slightly frustrates me at time - i've got a level head, i am passionate, and i am extremely conscious of social interactions and others feelings - so why the heck do i feel my strength draining from my soul?



the good news is, i know where my strength comes from. and i have been challenged these last three weeks to really get deep into the word - and really define who God is. i know my lack of strength is only temporary....