The Black Iron Bedpost

Well, after many hopeful phrases on my part about visiting my sister, my sister finally had enough and purchased me a ticket to come visit her in Boston.

Insert insane squeal!

I was bobbing up and down at work over her generosity towards me this morning.

My tax return could have covered a ticket, but, I was planning on waiting until Thanksgiving to visit so that I could pay off a little more of my debt.

(Yes, I am a college student and I have loans to pay off!)

Over a few text messages, during one of the busiest school weeks of my life, my sister added to the chaos a glimpse of joy— that after all my sleepless nights and stressful mornings cease, and after the last Senior thesis is submitted, I have a reward.

I have BOSTON.

(And, I have nine days to spend with my sister, who, when I visit, I haven’t seen in 9 months. Sometimes, when life is overwhelming, all you need is a hug from your sister… and I can’t wait to hug mine.)

I can’t wait to walk the Common, ride the T to Davis Square, explore the shelves of the Booksmith in Brookline and see if I can add to my collection… Sip a latte from True Grounds, people watch inside of Peet’s at Coolidge Corner… visit Reality Boston… open myself up for the Lord to speak in my life and in my heart…

Yup… I can’t wait!

My evening consisted of playing around in the CS Lewis section of Pollack Library… After 5.5 hours of writing about his Eschatology this morning… And 3 hours of class…

Now it’s onto a midterm, and then a day of Yoga Sutras tomorrow… And Friday… FREEEEEEDOM!

Heath McNease, “The World’s Last Night”

“If they don’t love Jesus more than they love you, they’re not gonna love you well.” -Tim Keller, “Love and Lust”

Actually, an interesting read that I can mostly identify with… Mostly.

whatshouldwecallpaleolife:

Inspired by [Claudia]

sarah-bellum:

COOK.

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We live in a fallen world, but light always triumphs over darkness. Yesterday, was a dark day, but in light of the tragedy, there were many who proved that goodness is still alive and well.

My heart is broken for the city that I love.

Please join me in praying for the city, those who have been affected, and that churches would minister effectively during this time.

CS Lewis, “The World’s Last Night”

whatshouldwecallpaleolife:

Submitted by [eatingforidiots]

I wanna walk through a tree…

Or

Drive through one.

Is that so much to ask?

gunnarolla:

This is brilliant

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Brennan Manning, 1934-2013

Oh dearness me…

Trusting the Lord and all that jazz is hard business!

Vulnerability is not my strong suit, but, at least it’s making me a more well-rounded person?

I hope that I don’t retreat to Plato’s cave after this one though- that I embrace the growth the Lord desires from me- to continue to make me more like Him… to be gracious and loving and trusting despite all my circumstances or the things that I think I know…

Suffering is apart of my religious tradition… those who are the most faithful seem to suffer the most in various ways- or so I have been told in my religion classes… But suffering produces growth…

and I want to grow.


Thoughts. Thoughts. Thoughts. Thoughts. THOUGHTS!