3.23.2013

i'm one of those

people who loooove nature and get awestruck by its beauty and mystery. And yes, I'm one of those who people probably snicker about when I express my wonder for the incomprehensible intricacies that describe our planet Earth and universe. (snicker haha) It all just reminds you of God in the end, though . . . .

One body of nature that just...palpitates my heart (LOL) when I even just think about it is the ocean. Growing up in Cali, I've always enjoyed the ocean, but I realized my love for it maybe 2 or 3 years ago when my mom and I drove to Santa Monica on July 4th...at night. (We were driving around to gaze at passing fireworks and somehow ended up at the ocean haha.) 'But...you can't even see anything at night.' Riiight???? Strangely, though, that's exactly what entranced me. Looking out beyond the large rocks into the vast darkness was a bit eery, but it was still so breathtaking... Not being able to see where the sky meets the waters...somehow made it all one. And it was almost like looking at Genesis 1 in real life. At a distance, the short-lived fireworks at the pier were not enough to compete against the darkness that enveloped the sky and reflected off the ocean.

The vastness of the ocean just reminds me of God.
Yet, though that makes me think they're similar, they're two very different entities. ('duh')

The lyrics to the song 'Amazed' always comes to mind:
"How wide, how deep / How great is Your love for me" . . . . . . . .

I think of how wide and deep the ocean is whenever I sing this song,
and yet, His love is greater still.

That just.....shatters my mind! It's wider, it's deeper! Than even the whole earth, the whole universe. More than I can comprehend with my teeny brain, more than I can imagine with my puny mind!
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Anyhow,
that is why I love the ocean. And how it acts somehow like a mirror. But I think that's for another post entirely (if I get around to it . . . )
^-^;

2.14.2013

walls .

Some people have so many walls. It's truly very difficult to get through them. And many times, that's the only reason other people stay away. See a wall = build a wall = more walls. But what people don't seem to get is that a wall isn't just there blocking.....There are ways around them.

Some of us lean on these walls. Use them to guide us along the way. We can't see the way many others see, so we have to use these walls to go forward. We're a little slower than most.

People came and left. We couldn't trust them to stay. Building a wall would be easier. More...constant. So we could lean on it when we were tired.

As we traveled along the unmapped paths of life, we built these walls, creating mazes in the process. Now even we don't know how to get out. We can only trust that others will chance upon us.

But even if that did happen occasionally, it would be brief. We weren't any more used to it, the sight, smell, encounters of strangers. It was all new, all over again. But that fear and foreignness was never new. Those things were always there to make it new, all over again.

We're too complicated, it seems. 'It's too confusing to go through the maze without a map to find them. I could get lost. Too much time. Leave them, they'll find their way. Someday.'

We hope so too. We really hope so too.