to.mock.is.to.love

new post.
ooh. mcfly. sweet.

this one is for you joe and steve;
way to be selfless [this is a whole joke you know, i'm just mocking you.]

[matthew 25:35-46]
35For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, 36I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.' 37Then the righteous will answer him, saying, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? 38And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? 39And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?' 40And the King will answer them, 'Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers,[f] you did it to me.'  41"Then he will say to those on his left, 'Depart from me, you cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. 42For I was hungry and you gave me no food, I was thirsty and you gave me no drink, 43I was a stranger and you did not welcome me, naked and you did not clothe me, sick and in prison and you did not visit me.' 44Then they also will answer, saying, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to you?' 45Then he will answer them, saying, 'Truly, I say to you, as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to me.' 46And these will go away into eternal punishment, but the righteous into eternal life."


one more thing.
i've discovered the sczebel motto:
"to mock, is to love"
from the mouths of babes.

oh and:
pray for sam.
and johnny depp.
sam needs help.
johnny depp isn't really johnny depp, he is on drugs.



got whipped cream?

hbd2u.

HAPPY IN-ADVANCE BIRTHDAY WISHES TO MY FAVOURITE 8-PRETTY-MUCH-9-YEAR OLD BROTHER!


i love you michael.
hope all your birthday wishes come true [within reason].
may the heinz ketchup be with you wherever you go.

spotlight.

it's snowing, and my power is out! i am in idiotic-vancouverite heaven. yes, we vancouverites are sometimes idiotic when it comes to snow.

well, today was an adventure. driving conditions with other clueless drivers are bad, and to top it off, there's snow on the roads!

so i was just thinking; as we were driving home from an all around crazy visit with friends [that's a generalization, just to let you know joel], i see the coolest thing ever. the odd street light is a spotlight for the snow. and i'm thinking: wow! how cool is that. one of the funnest, prettiest, craziest substances in the whole world, and this little lamp post is shining on it to show everyone [ haha not like we need a street light to see this SNOW]. i thought it looked really pretty. and then i was thinking again; if a lamp post can highlight GOD's glory like that, why shouldn't we? i was thinking about how big my lack of zeal for GOD is. i should be the one putting a spot light on GOD and his creation, not a wimpy little street lamp [no offense to you sir].

anyways, just my random thoughts that i decided to post. thanks for putting up with my ramblings that are like a redheaded dutch woman trying to speak japanese to a dog.

and just to unlameishize my blog; plus this is a good song yet overplayed this evening by miss lysh.

Casimir Pulaski Day -- Sufjan Stevens

Golden rod and the 4-H stone
The things I brought you
When I found out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the telephone
And he drove his car to the Navy yard
Just to prove that he was sorry

In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth

Tuesday night at the bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens

I remember at Michael's house
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched your blouse

In the morning at the top of the stairs
When your father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were scared

Oh the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you

Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother

On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom

In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes

snow: iLOVEit.

i wrote this last april, up in manning park. and today being the first snowfall of the season, i believe it is appropriate.

"manning park: day one
april 24/06
...the snow here is awesome. to think of how GOD came up with such a beautiful substance is unimagincable. the way it glistens in the sun and turns pink at sunset makes me want to stay here forever. well, maybe not forever..."

"manning park: day four
april 27/06
solo time
...the clouds this morning are gloomy. they hide the light. it's almost as if they were trying to make things miserable. but, they give us a present. it is white, fluffy, and sticky. it sends shivers down my spine when i touch it. their greyness brings sadness, but the gift it drops down blocks out that sadness and makes it a prettier place..."

the snow isn't nearly as beautiful today, and not much of it is left now. but i still love snow. as cold and muddy and ugly as it can be, i LOVE it.

inchristalone.

i have decided that if i were ever to fall, get lost, or get stuck at the bottom of the grand canyon, i would sing this song. it's quite a good song. and no one would hear me. be glad at that.


IN CHRIST ALONE -- by stuart townend

in CHRIST alone, my hope is found
HE is my light, my strength, my song
this cornerstone, this solid ground
firm through the fiercest drought and storm
what heights of love, what depths of peace
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease
my COMFORTER, my ALL in ALL
here in the love of CHRIST i stand

in CHRIST alone, who took on flesh
fullness of GOD in helpless babe
this gift of love and righteousness
scorned by the ones HE came to save
'till on that cross as JESUS died
the wrath of GOD was satisfied
for every sin on HIM was laid
here in the death of CHRIST i live

there in the ground HIS body lay
light of the world by darkness slain
then bursting forth in glorious day
up from the grave HE rose again
and as HE stands in victory
sin's curse has lost it's grip on me
for i am HIS and HE is mine
bought with the precious blood of CHRIST

no guilt in life, no fear in death
this is the power of CHRIST in me
from life's first cry to final breath
JESUS commands my destiny
no power of hell, no scheme of man
can ever pluck me from HIS hand
'till HE returns or calls me home
here in the power of CHRIST i'll stand