why

why do those three letters hold so much weight. sometimes i wish we had more answers to our questions. but then again...if we knew the answers, would it make it better or worse?
how can we trust if we have all the answers.
today my prayers are with the heartbroken. may you trust in the maker of your heart. the one who knows your past, present, and future. he loves you. [and his love doesn't always make sense]

today's treasures

some thoughts of the moment...
~love the movie Julie and Julia. I just love the era that Julia Child lived in especially in Paris! I love Julie's style and she kinda reminds me of myself in a way. I love that they both have a passion to do something, and they just go for it and do it. Oh, and i would take Julie's super cute apartment any day.
~loving the tea mistos mmm
~just finished a project today that has been about a 3-month ordeal. I got in a little over my head and wouldn't have been able to finish it without my sister. It was quite a humbling, frustrating task and i am oh-so-glad that it's over.
~i am IN LOVE with my church. i haven't always been. getting into my teen years, my friends started dropping out of church or moving away and i was left alone. We have a lot of seniors and a few families in our church and i felt very out of place. Since spending this year at home i have realized how much of a family we are. putting my own desires [for friends] aside and helping out with the youth group i have almost forgot my loneliness. i have seen how excited the old people are to see the youth grow and be active in our church. i have seen parents come along side me and support me in whatever crazy ideas i have planned for their kids. i am amazed at how welcoming our church is to anyone who comes walking through the door; and also how nobody is seen as a "project" to fix but as a valuable, contributing member of our family no matter where they are in life. i have been blessed to grow up in this church and it will be a bittersweet goodbye in a couple months.
~in a couple months!! more like...55 days or something. so crazy. i will be leaving the beautiful, safe country of Canada into the unknown. no not like a jungle or anything, rather the well-traveled-but-unknown-to-me destination of Southern Europe. While i am excited...there are so many things i'm leaving behind. my wonderful family including my ever-changing, growing, adorable nephew [tear], my great job and the lovely people i work with, my AMAZING youth group who i will miss SO much. heck i might even miss my dog.
~God provides!! He has proved himself more than faithful this past week to my family, even providing my brother with the car he needs to move out in a month to do a course in nanaimo...a car which i will probably be using when i get back. keep it in one piece brotha!
~that's about all for tonight. now if only my room would clean itself...

and how beautiful it is

life is a mosaic. it is a puzzle. it is a song. life is a masterpiece.
life is a ......journey [oh so cliche...barf]. however you want to put it...life is a beautiful mess. and i wouldn't want to have it any other way. a masterpiece is never written or painted in a day. a masterpiece involves hundreds of crunched up papers, thousands of hours of hand-callousing jam sessions in someone's garage.

it's interesting living in a valley. because even in the depths of the valley, you can see the rivers flowing, the trees growing, life flourishing. you can look up and see the tip of the snow-covered mountains, you can look up and see the sun burning bright in the december sky. and then you can look around you and see people hurting, hearts broken, lives destroyed, girls lost, boys confused, families separated. i just wish i could take the hand of every hurting person, and point them in the Direction that will satisfy, that will answer, that will comfort, that will Love, that will fill the void. every person has their story. and every person waits for their story to turn into something beautiful.
i think i've written a note on this before but i feel like i've been thinking, drinking, breathing hope lately. Hope. hope.
–noun
1. the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best
-verb
2. to believe, desire, or trust

[ More Than Conquerors ] And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. | romans 8:28