Freedom?

What really is Freedom to you? Just recently I've realized again that to some people it has an entirely different meaning than it does to me. To some its doing what you want, when you want, all in your own time. Deciding things by yourself. Having what you want, dressing how you want. Being your "true self".
To me, Freedom isn't being independant. Or living life on my own terms. Thats just like deciding to go live  INSIDE the cage to be free. Being truly free isnt something you can "get" or just decide to have. Its something deeper, something that only realizing what the truth is and living it, can bring. To me, freedom is being secure in Jesus Christ and realizing just as much as my teeny mushy brain can comprehend how much he loves me. Talking to him, reading his Book that he gave to us to guide us by, and just letting him lead my life. Somehow living in Him and in His Word, all bondage dissapears.. and true peacefulness and happiness just pours in. I can't even explain the wonderfullness of it.


Hallelujah!...We Are Free!!
Free from a heart bound by captivity;
Free from eyes that cannot see truth;
Free from ears that cannot hear God‘s word;
Free from a world of darkness and fear;
Free from a life of sin and its toll;
Free from Satan’s power and control;
Free from those heavy chains that bind;
Free to worship God in Spirit and truth... Freed by God’s wondrous-amazing grace;
Freed by His Son who died in our place;
Freed by the precious blood that He shed;
Freed by the resurrection from the dead;
Freed by His pardon from all our sin;
Freed by His cleansing power within;
Freed by our Creator’s omnipotent hand;
Freed as we bow in humble thanksgiving
and are born again by His Holy Spirit. Free to know peace and true happiness;
Free to enjoy a life that is blessed;
Free to love and forgive our brother;
Free to serve God and one another;
Free to live righteous, holy lives;
Free to follow Christ as He guides;
Free to worship and praise His Name;
Thank God we’re FREE from all our shame...
Hallelujah!...We Are Free!!
--Connie Campbell Bratcher (adapted) 



"Jesus makes clear what the truth is. Yes, we were slaves, slaves of sin and Satan. But Jesus, God’s Son, came to set us free. He lived and died and rose again and has defeated sin, death and Satan. He has won freedom for the world and he offers that freedom to all through the Gospel. Now Jesus says to you and to me, to all who have been brought to faith in him; “hold to my teaching, remain in my word, then you are truly my disciples and you will know the truth and you will rejoice daily in your freedom.”  -Ulrike Unruh




So this is what I've been thinking about.. now I wanna hear what you guys have to say. :)

A Dusting of Shimmer

Something to gnaw on..

"Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it."

A Vivid Daydream

                     

The play of color and and shadows and light are breathtaking.

It makes me wonder what she's thinking about.

Inexplainable

Tonight what i'm feeling can't be explained by anything i could type.. So here's some words that kindof mean alot to me right now... I hope you read them not just for something to read or random words on a page but every single word, every single line as something new and wonderful.

I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I've gone through,
The question just amazes me!
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You?
Maybe since my life was changed,
Long before these rainy days,
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord;
My only shelter from the storm.
But instead I draw closer through these times.

I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above,
Because You are much greater than my pain!!
You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what's a little rain?

Bring me joy, bring me peace!!
Bring the chance to be free!!
Bring me anything that brings You glory!!
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain,
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain!



-Mercy Me

The Late Love of my Life.

Today I will tell you the story of Arnold.
 *clears throat vigorously*

Arnold. Arnold was the love of my life. Was. Please take note on the emphasis of the word "was". Thank you. My father(hi dad)  beheld Arnold one day.. I would tell you more about the vibrancy of the day except for the fact that i recollect nothing about it.. So anyways.Back to the story. Arnold was a jaunty little fellow..  about two inches in diameter to be exact. He was waddling amongst rocks when he caught my dad's eye and perhaps he thought his daughter(me) would fancy Arnold, I don't know. But i did. Indeed I did. Arnold became my pride and my joy, the bread to my butter. The milk to my oreo. *okay maybe.. this part is exagerated.. a tad..*  When he came home with my father and was introduced i fell madly in love. I named him Arnold. My family tried to convince themeselves that the could all name him, to some he was Zip.To some he was, well i forget all the names he was dubbed but they were various ones. But i always knew that he would only ever be Arnold. 
He had a zesty life.. which consisted of basically trying to escape from his tupperware home, which we eventually had to put in a large basin because of his escape tactics somehow working.
He didn't eat much.
One day, Arnold looked a little down.A little in the dumps. More down than usual. We decided (there was much sadness involved) that he would have more fun in a different sort of place to live. Like for example a place that was more like he was used to before he became our hostage. He seemed passive about the idea and so with much sadness we sent him packing. He now lives somewhere in our creek behind our house. Maybe he found a little wife. I don't know. I have never come across Arnold since he left. But he will forever remain in our hearts, To the end. Waddle in Peace Arnold the turtle.

In all seriousness..

If you lick someone's elbow when they aren't paying attention they won't feel it.
This is actually a fact.

The hilarity of it probably depends on if you're the one doing it or experiencing it.
Lol.

Hmmmmm.

Lookee here. It would appear that this is my first post...
  *awkward pause...*
So.:) I decided to make a blog finally after kina imagining that it would be kina fun for awhile..
So i procrastinate!! Don't judge me.:)  No promises on any sort of anything interesting on here but hey. why not! If it fizzles out maybe its not meant to be. (snort snort)
K-O ima go.(rhyme rhyme! teehee)
Enough.  bya peeps. ;)