ALL CHROME posted a photo:
Always dig'n in the crates, not sure why I keep spit cans......
ALL CHROME posted a photo:
My neighbors are losers! Though no words have been exchanged I think they hate me for doing the D-Generation X crotch chop in the middle of the street in front of their kids. We live in the city not the suburbs... this is how we spell relief! "Lets Get Ready to.......
Connector after the PM jump.....
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
Dear Lord,
Please draw close to me: really, really close. Draw close and fill my emptiness in a way that's tangible. Draw close as though I could feel your hands in mine, your body surrounding mine- your spirit spilling into me. Dance with me so that it feels like it's really happening: so you're not "out there" somewhere. Be near, draw close, touch me and change me. Give me the faith to trust it's true; you're more than enough to take care of my emptiness.
Please, Lord,
Alisa
rajosta posted a photo:
a prism lead the bipolar Sir Isaak Newton to the discovery of the color spectrum. an important step on the way to the discovery of the whole electromagnetic wave spectrum. later the german national poet Johann Wolfgang von Goethe , bipolar as well, wrote a 1400 page scientific paper on the harmony of colours. he introduced the mindblowing concept that what we see is determined by what our brain, our perception makes out of it. we see light as white, but it isn't. knowledge und the scientific method give us the chance to see what is really there. in this case the enchanting colours of the rainbow. goethes house in weimar is decorated according to his color theory. it is the most beautiful house in Germany. i was about to visit Weimar again in march but was too sick to go. i will go another time. if you want to see in one place what is good and magic about germany go to Weimar. Actually the constitution of the first german democracy was debated and written in tha national theatre there in1918 to honor goethe.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
I thought that the passing of the old apple tree in my parents’ backyard would bring me only grief. Every time something dies in their yard it feels so metaphorical: as though the death of everything symbolizes the inevitable death of my parents. How could there be any real joy or peace in that? All that remains of that old apple tree today is a stump. To my wonderment, that stump is a gift: it’s the perfect seat. Now I have a place to sit and watch the old pass away and the new grow. Strangely, there is some joy and peace to be found in that old stump.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
There's a 360 degree view from my stump. I can change the view with a simple rotation of my body. Everywhere I look is something beautiful. I have a new and wonderful place to rest.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
I can sense Him right now. He's all around me. I see Him even better with my eyes closed. It's a sensation and a knowing not something that you physically see. It's God and He's indescribable.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
I am never alone. I can sense Him. I feel Him in the sun on my face, in the rustling of leaves and the gentle wash of a warm breeze. I feel Him through the crisp sun that surrounds me as I stand in a blanket of newly fallen snow. He's there in the coolness of fall and the invigorating chills of winter. He's everywhere. I am never alone.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
I'm already on the journey. Sometimes I forget that. In fact, I often forget that. I need to remember not to strive for something that tomorrow might bring. Instead, I need to live in the moment and remember that today is part of the journey.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
Today, and what I do today, matters as much as the "bigger challenges" tomorrow might bring. Today I can choose to engage in what today brings and remember that what I do right now has an impact. I also need to remember that I'll make mistakes today; I won't do today perfectly. But, that's OK because I am already on the journey towards where God wants me to be. Today I can choose to trust God and everthing he does with me, through me and in me.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
Sometimes I get stuck, and I can’t get out of the place I find myself. If it’s a bad situation, I don’t always realize that I shouldn’t leave. Or, I get over-involved in a problem that doesn’t even belong to me. I shouldn’t stay but I stay. Luckily, Jesus bails me out when I ask Him for help. He shows me what’s mine and what isn’t. He shows me the way out of what I’m knee deep in. Even if I’m over my head in the mire, Jesus pulls me right out. When I can’t open the door, He can.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
I'm walking in my parents' backyard. It's a beautiful sunny day. Jesus walks out of the forest and stands before me. He places His hand on my head and He heals me from the inside out. I know a new level of freedom that I've never known before. I feel a wonderful, tingly and peaceful rush through my entire body. I know I'll never be the same. This is my favorite fantasy.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
Sometimes I need help opening the door. I get immobilized and I just sit there waiting for something to change. Without God to bail me out I'd just continue to sit there. Luckily, if I can't open the door, Jesus can.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
Today I get to choose. I can open a door and I can shut it. Some doors will open me up to new and exciting things and I can stay in that new and exciting place. Some doors will lead to dead ends or difficult situations, and I can turn around and leave: shutting the door behind me. I don't have to stay if I don't want to, and I don't have to leave if I choose. I get to choose.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
I used to think that I had to stay in certain situations. I didn’t realize that I could make the choice to leave: to open the door. I’d let people direct their anger at me, I’d apologize to fix things and I’d stick around thinking I was the solution to someone else’s problem.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
God is with me. That's all I know. I don't know what form He takes. Maybe He comes to me through angels or simply through the people around me who love me well. It's more the sense of Him being there that matters. What form He takes is inconsequential.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
On a good day, I realize that I can open the door. I can leave some situations and let them get “solved” by those who need to own the problem. This kind of “leaving” isn’t just freedom for me; it’s also freedom for others. Now we’re all taking control of our own stuff and things sometimes actually do get better without me.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
Sometimes the angels I create are almost as beautiful as I see them in my mind. This one satisfies me. She's kinda whimsical, fun, full of color and life. She makes me feel hope deep inside.
Dancing in the Doghouse posted a photo:
Maybe a choice will be bad? What if I open the "wrong" door? I might enter in through a door to find pain and emptiness. It might be a door that leads to hurt. How do I live knowing that there will be doors that lead to pain? I guess I find my solace in knowing that I never enter in alone. Jesus is always right beside me, turning things around and making the best out of the worst situations. He is my peace when I get to choose.
