11.20.09
(via whenskiesaregrey)
i need to let go.
for you tabitha…and me too.
“Really I can’t figure out how some men are so callous as to advocate that men get honour, leadership authority and recognition as providers and protectors and women get road blocks for doing the same thing.”
I love this. I think I really underestimate the importance of the symbolic picture of head-body oneness. a marriage should be filled with mutual love, service, and honor…a symmetry, a reciprocity. the hebrew genesis 2 directly translates “one flesh union.” as with the beginning, so christ and his church. noting the headship language, I believe paul is speaking of how this oneness is achieved. in fact, I believe the man has a greater sacrifice. I see this agreed all the time, but hardly practiced.
I see my humanness, my pride, my arrogance. and I see danny’s humanness, pride and arrogance. while we are two people who love deeply, we also want to be the greatest. but that is not what jesus taught. he taught freedom to be who we are in him, that it is not a matter of roles. we are equal…but we are different. we respect each other, we do life together, and one is in no way greater than the other.
Sandra McCracken..thoughts on stuff »
I noticed last week, while out in the newly developed suburbs south of Nashville, that there is a new storage building just off the highway near all the new stores and strip malls. Several more farms are gone since I’ve last been by there, too. It is a picture of consumer growth, more stuff to buy, more stuff to put in storage. But is this kind of growth and industry sustainable? Is there longevity to these habits? And what will our kids be like as adults when this is their childhood experience?
I want find new systems to sort and sift through our stuff, and to make our stuff work for us, rather than our working to buy more stuff. I want to have less stuff. And I want to encourage imagination and creativity in our home as we find ways to live simply and fully here in America in the last days of 2009.
11.19.09
my street, my memories.
dear memories, you are always in my heart.
“ We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
— T.S. Eliot (got this from my alli and I love it)
11.18.09
I scored annie leibovitz’s american music yesterday. it has a gorgeous hardcover of elvis presley’s old record player the day he died. its the perfect collection of our classic and modern music in the amazing work of the american portrait photographer.
do you miss the things you love? or do you love the things you miss?
i love this question. thank you.
for me, i think it’s a little of both. because i love something or someone so much, i tend to miss them more, but at the same time, the missing perpetuates the love. maybe i love things simply because i miss them. things missed are sometimes the most difficult things to love, because you can take them apart and piece them back together again in your head and you can revisit memories, but you can never create anything new until they come back. does that make sense? probably not. but i hope i can make sense of it in time.
best thing ever.
- wait, the huffington post is a liberal media website??
“ How do you feel when there’s no sun
How do you feel when rain drops come pouring down again
How do you feel when there’s no one
Am I just like you?
How do you feel when rain drops come pouring down again
How do you feel when there’s no one
Am I just like you?
don't you know that we don't want to hear anything you have to say today?
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