Monday, March 30, 2009

I am a lighthouse

worn by the weather and the waves.
I keep my lamp lit to warn sailors on their way.
-Nickel Creek

My days have been all run together like the first time I ever tried to use watercolors.
I used too much water...so it made the color a faded fill-in-the-blank; completely run together,
which brings us to life lately: completely run together. 
My days are becoming a lot like my room at my parent's house: an organized mess. 
My heart? I'm loving the growing pains. 

"You call us to be lamps on a stand, but I desire to be a lighthouse." - Brett James Shields.
I will rest in that.

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