
Craving the city, and an unbiased break from familiarity,
That limits the seeking and comforts the falling.
Yet here I am. Just stalling.



The Piney Woods have a way of lulling our worst tendencies away, and providing a comforting backdrop for some good ol' fashioned contemplation. -Daron
If formulas replace relationships, if we are trusting in steps, we are not trusting in God. One system words for people, the other against them...If we are preaching morality without Christ, and using war rhetoric to communicate a battle mentally, we are fighting on Satan's side...This battle we are in is a battle against the principalities of darkness, not against people who are different from us...In a war you shoot the enemy, not the hostage. (excerpts from Blue Like Jazz, by Don Miller)
Monday, January 17, २००५ "Poem i wrote"Yet knowing that by the waking of the light of the daytime sun
To the nighttime moon of a calming glow,
That much greatness with emerge inside the soul
From the material instincts that will help make it grow.
This soul remaining secure in knowing
That it is the fruit of God’s invention.
Still within the open arms of the caring mother
Who’s intentions only hold hopes of good vision.
Until the time of the end
In which all that is known to be within this present time of living.
There shall be no hand to help take away
This memory in life’s new beginning
But upon that day may the soul,
Being made by the great inventor
Know that is not going to be taken by death
-Christiana Hahn, Myspace
i love the questions that 'are' la, the thrill of visiting a city built primarily upon big dreams, extravagant storytelling, healthy ideals, and unleashed imagination.
i miss the city, particularily the sense of escape found where high ambition collides in intersections of interests.
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Man's power is in his prayer. And where prayer goes, God follows. -Yogi Bhajan



Until the great mass of the people shall be filled with the sense of responsibility for each other's welfare, social justice can never be attained. Helen Keller
Soul-stilling in John 12.20, something sparks the soul, a passion and an urgency to see Jesus... His touch of salt will season. Jesus rubbed against the people, He did not preach at them. The people observed the confidence and understood... Peter and John had been with Jesus. Life speaks into life.When God works within us, we reach even deeper to understand our brokenness and be receptive। As He does the work we find ourselves in bankruptcy, yet proximity is the saving grace, breathing a fire we can touch.
The world is a book an those who do not travel only see one page. Aristotle
I love lists and letters!

the people i find myself growing closest to are the very ones i hope to spend eternity with. What a blessing to be so nurtured, truly surrounded by angels.
There is no art where there is no style, and there is no style where there is no harmony, and harmony comes from the individual.what's the greatest feeling you ever had?
surprises love admiration and talents deployed would take the cover of my book, so filled with chatting, crying, dreaming and laughing alongside family friends strangers and sweet solitude. so many blantant reminders and messages from God highlighting every blessed path.
I got involved with the One campaign last summer, and had been trying to get a job with their offices in DC but was quickly disappointed by complacency. In only one year, an audience of millions joined with the desire to allocate one percent of GDP to poverty. And due to responsiveness, they're expanding five more years, but seemingly only planning to lobby the Government, and recruit more individuals to sign the petition. "Laughter is an affection arising from the sudden transformation of a strained expectation into nothing." -Immanuel Kant
"There can be no progress if people have no faith in tomorrow." -JFK
"It is hope that maintains most of mankind." -Sophocles

stumbled along a lovely perspective today



she was born a day early, never one to worry
They all laughed at Albert Einstein. They all laughed at Columbus. Unfortunately, they also all laughed at Bozo the Clown. Winston Churchill
Forever... but not Eternal.
If perhaps one day I were granted a groom to walk the world with, what a blessing it would be, and to share it with my church, not necessarily in the building, but in a sacred place in nature which God purely created, alongside a family of believers, a crowd who wishes to praise the beauty... Proof of my female being: a love Weddings and a longing to be spoken for.