Sunday, April 27, 2008

Me and Keith’s THIRD date

So I went to see Keith Urban…AGAIN. This time he was in concert with Carrie Underwood. She freakin rocked it. No lie.

However…Nicole Kidman is still unaware of me and Keith’s relationship. Our last date was in Greenville, South Carolina and we promised that that is where we would draw the line…but somehow he convinced me that he couldn’t live without me.

And I didn’t question it.

he’s declaring his love for me.

Yes the drumline will play at our wedding.

And we will have some smokin’ hot babies.

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Thursday, April 24, 2008

Your iPod will thank you if….

….you check out A Fine Frenzy.

Bet you’ve never heard of her.

But you have now. So check it out.

And all I can say
Is you blow me away
Like an apple on a tree
Hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
But you picked me
Like a shell upon a beach
Just another pretty piece
I was difficult to see
But you picked me

I love new music.

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Friday, April 18, 2008

Yep. He knows.

Sometimes I’m just amazed at how well the Lord knows me. I always thought that the scripture about “knowing the hairs on your head” was just one of those feel-good-about-yourself passages. (Pardon my cynicism)
I have begun to take notice of the things that can totally change my mood or make for a good day. You know, those things that make your heart smile and let you breathe a little easier.
 
It’s funny how He knows those things and knows when I need them the most.

Like walking into Starbucks and my green tea is sitting at my table (at not charge) as I put my stuff down.

Finally getting my first A paper in my English class.

Over-due honest conversations.

Favorite 80s songs that happen to come on the radio.
(*Living On A Prayer*-Bon Jovi, *Alone*-Heart, *Take My Breath Away*-Berlin, *Like A Virgin*-Madonna)

Getting three green lights in a row.

No line in the drive-thru at the bank.

Meeting a stranger and listening to them share their life story.

One of the youth laugh at one of my corny jokes.

Not opening my bible in days and the passage I happen to come across first is exactly what my heart needed to hear from him.

I feel like I’m in a frusterating but good development stage…and it’s a relief to know that even when I don’t always know myself, he somehow does.

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Saturday, April 12, 2008

Say it like you mean it

This is where we are now
Your place in the light
And mine in the dark
I won’t cross the line
If you stay on your side
And let me stay on mine

Things just changed so fast
Do you feel it too?
Life without you just doesn’t feel the same
But if you don’t mind
I’d like to stay a here one more night
To wallow in what I can’t leave behind

Can you hold off on the concern for a little longer?
I want to dig in this hole a little farther
Let me test the waters
Before you conquer the sea again
Just to be sure the waves are worth the risk

Can you reach me way down here?
I think my shadows are blending in
Things got a little out of hand
But if you’ll have me
I’d like to start over again

Can you tell me I’m not beyond repair?
I need to hear you recite those lines
Just one more time
Tell me you’re not going anywhere

Tell me life and death cannot
Tell me angels and demons cannot
Take away your love

Tell me there’s no height
Tell me there’s no depth
No fear of death
No power from hell
That will keep your love away

And whisper it at the top of your lungs
That you have plenty of grace to spare
I need to hear you say it
Tell me you’re not going anywhere

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Thursday, April 3, 2008

More

Could a character flaw transition to a lifestyle? Apathy has become a state of being to her. Initially she assumed it was just a phase. And it very may be a season that would force her back to her knees. But her feelings were sure telling her something different. She found it ironic that the more she began to wither away internally, the more she tried to convince her heart that everything else would cure her disease. How did she become so broken? The more she recognized her need to pursue life the harder she tried to pursue it here on earth. She chased everything but God and at the end of the day wondered why she remained unsatisfied.

Something was terribly wrong. She was desperate for answers but was afraid that he would remain silent. Halfway not expecting anything. Halfway expecting to not be what he needed. Answer or no answer. She was terrified. His love was too great to let her life go to waste. She didn’t know what to do with that. Instead of exploring that, she just refused to dig. She refused to feel.

How do you respond to a love that won’t let go? What could she possibly give in return that would satisfy perfection? She knew it wasn’t a fair trade-off. Her response to a love so great that wouldn’t go away was to turn the other way and just stroll through without a second glance. She began to take hold of how tired she was of trying to make it work. Trying to be happy.
Trying to live with the world as her compass. She was desperate for an encounter.
Desperate to respond to the one who has already responded with love.
There must be more.

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