itchy

I'm itchy...oh so itchy. My fingers are itchy...very itchy. What I mean to say is, I have that feeling, that nagging, tugging, itchy feeling. I get it whenever I feel the need to write something. I get itchy. And you know what happens when you're itchy - you have to scratch. So, scratch I shall - meaning, I must to write something. Yet, I'm kind of stuck in a rut. I have several well planned characters, and no story to put them in. How very sad. I shall have to remedy that - and fast.

a poem for jeffrey

I would like to dedicate this poem to Jeff. He deserves it. ;)

To finally hear
that one sweet sentance
I waited for so long.
To look into
your eyes
and know exactly what you feel.
To see you smiling,
laughing, happy,
all because of me.
This-this is the day
I've been waiting for.

How perfect, an eleven line poem. My favorite number...

declaration of dependence

I'd like to share the lyrics of a song that has really lifted my spirits this week. It is such a cool song, if you ever get the chance to hear it, you'll understand why I love it so much. The song is called Declaration of Dependance, it's written by Steven Curtis Chapman.

Now just the other day I overheard a flower talking to the sky
He said you know that I would be nothing without You, oh, oh
He said you give me rain, you give the sun a place to shine
You’re everything that my whole existence comes down to, oh, oh
And then the flower started singing a song
Before I knew it I was singing along
And we sang…

This is my declaration of dependence
This is my declaration of my need
This is my declaration of dependence
On the one who gave His life to me

Now, let me say that I’m the kind of guy who wants to do it all myself
Don’t want to ask for help, don’t like to stop for directions, oh, oh
But in reality I’m nothing on my own
It’s by God’s grace alone that I can make this confession
All that I am and all I’m hoping to be
Is all and only what He’s given to me
So I say…

This is my declaration of dependence
This is my declaration of my need
This is my declaration of dependence
On the one who gave His life to me

And I know this is how my life was meant to be
I was made for this dependency
On the one who has created me
So I’ll sing my declaration song
For the one I am depending on
And I hope you’ll sing along

This is my declaration of dependence
This is my declaration of my need
This is my declaration of dependence
On the one who gave His life to me

amazing god

I don't know what it is...but this week I feel happier than I have ever been before. I've been spending so much time with God, it is simply amazing. My life isn't perfect, I've been sick, and my mom has been upset, but I still have this overwhelming sense of joy. I've just been so happy, I could not keep it in any longer. So, I decided to tell the world that I'm happy! Well, the world doesn't read my blog, but that's ok. Sometimes I wonder, how can God be so good? It boggles my mind, he is better than good. He's awesome! I just can't get over it, God is so awesome! I know I'm repeating myself. I just want everyone to know that God is out there, and he is good. So stop living an average life! Get with God, he'll make your life extraordinary! :)

the old moose

Today, I decided to revive my old blog, The Singing Moose. It is pretty amusing. I think I will have fun with it in the future. It is definately less serious than this blog. I also added it to my links. So, check it out...you'll probably be a little freaked out, but it should be entertaining to read. :)

photographs

Since my current readers seem to like the poems, I thought I might display more of my creative side. I like to take photographs, so here are some of my favorites:

this one...

I have another poem. I've just been spitting them out lately. I was hesitant to post this one, but I've got nothing to lose.

who is this one
sitting next to me
so close, and yet
so far

how can I tell this one
of the ache I have
inside that grows
each time we meet

why is this one
so able to make me smile
and laugh so freely
without reason

what could this one
be thinking
when our eyes lock
for moments at a time

when will this one
realize how much
I treasure
each and every embrace

will this one
ever come to know
the true depth
of my emotion

another poem

I wrote this last night. You may like it, or you may not. It is what it is.

Crazy.
Crazy this feeling
that turns me upside down
and sideways, and backwards.
Crazy this game
of life I play
with little success.
Crazy the speed
time flys
on wings of angels.
Crazy the love
that flows as
silky waves across the shore.
Crazy the sound
my heart makes
when I'm smiling.
Crazy I run
after this prize
I cannot see.

three-year-olds

This week I had the joy of helping with Vacation Bible School at my church. I helped out in a room full of little three-year-olds. And oh boy, were they cute. I have to say that this week has been an awesome experience. Some may wonder how I managed to have fun amidst all the crying and smelly diapers. There is just something about their little faces that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. It is so rewarding to see their faces light up when they dance and get excited about Jesus. They may not understand everything yet, but it is nice just to see them smiling. And there is nothing quite like having five kids on your lap all at once. I will definately be doing this again next year. I actually feel a bit sad, knowing that the week is over. I wish I could be with them just one more day, to see all their little smiling faces.
You'll notice the picture of my name tag. The theme for VBS this year was Arctic Edge - where adventure meets courage. That is why my name tag looks like a moose. It's funny because I had to repair it after the second day. I came home to find I had lost an eye and my nose.

randomness

Just a quick entry. Have you ever experienced a week where you can't get a certain subject off your mind? It is almost like before you go on vacation. You can't stop thinking about all the exciting things you'll do, all the places you'll go, and all the people you'll see. Well, I am having one of those weeks. Only I'm not going on vacation. But I can't seem to get this certain something off my mind. It seems like, no matter what I do, I just can't stop thinking about it. It's almost funny. I keep getting distracted though, because I keep thinking about it. I can't really tell you what it is. But, you can guess if you like. ;)

a poem

I wrote this on Sunday I think. It's kind of stupid, but I still like it.

I wish you knew
the way your smile
makes my heart beat
a little faster.
I wish you knew
every time you walk by
I have to stop
and look your way.
I wish you knew
the light you've brought
into the darkness
where I used to hide.
I wish you knew
because you came
I found my life
that I had lost.
I wish you knew
the joy I feel
each time I hear you
speak my name.
I wish you could see
the tears that come
as I wait
in fear of losing you.
Don't leave so soon.

selfLESSness

I just read my friend Mary's blog, Musings of the Goose, and she was talking about empathy. It got me thinking, how easy it is to think only of yourself and forget about the feelings of those around you. Then I took a look at the best example of empathy there is. Jesus. He was always putting others before himself. I hope that I can strive to be like him.

forget boredom

I find my boredom situation to be amusing. I can't believe myself. The only one who is keeping me from not being bored is me. How crazy is that! Today was definitely not boring. I've been practicing like crazy - piano, clarinet, and guitar. It's pretty awesome. I got to hang out with Mary today, which is always a blast. And I got my senior pictures taken. That was "fun". But hey, it beats being bored. That's for sure. So, the next time you get bored, just do something! There is always something worth your time.

where is the excitement?

My summer is turning out to be....one big nothing. I don't know why I feel so incredibly bored. I've been cleaning almost all day. Which is very odd becuase I hate cleaning. I hope that my summer will not continue this way. If there is anything that annoys me, it is boredom. I can't stand it. Yet here I am, sitting in a chair, bored out of my mind, and about to go insane. Not to mention, Jeff decided to purposely not call me, just to make me go insane. How nice of him, right? I'm laughing on the inside. Not really.