A Little 'Bout Love

...So this is a bit of stuff that I thought was interesting... enjoy! :)

"Lovers are normally face to face, absorbed in each other; friends. side by side absorbed in some common interest."
~C.S. Lewis "The Four Loves "

...we somehow think a godly Christian is one who can pre-heat the oven without cooking the roast.
~Douglas Wilson on dating in "Her Hand in Marriage"

...Tell her that she should look at every boy that attracts her with these thoughts in mind;

1. "Would I want to be married to that guy?"
2. "Is he the best there is?"
3. "Is it time yet?"

"Unless a man is prepared to ask a woman to be his wife, what right has he to claim her exclusive attention? Unless she has been asked to marry him why would a sensible woman promise any man her exclusive attention? It, when the time comes for a commitment, he is not man enough to ask her to marry him, she should give him no reason to presume that she belongs to him. " ~ Elizabeth Elliot

"I don't want you to even think about a man unless you respect him as you respect me." Father talking to his daughter. ~Douglas Wilson in "Her Hand in Marriage"

Reverence: 1 A feeling of profound awe and respect and often love; veneration. 2 An act of showing respect; especially, an obeisance. 3 The state of being revered.

Well y'all next time I'll post something more than quotes and stuff. These are just some cool things that I read that stuck out in my mind. TTYL!

Beautiful Yvonne

Warning! This poem is not to be taken seriously!(besides the fact that it's ridiculous) I wrote it from a guys perspective (who in the heck knows why!) so don't think I'm going lesbian on y'all! Hee, hee, hee!

Yesterday to her dismay I offered

her affection.

By the look she sent me with her

eyes I knew I'd need protection.

So I tried to move on but it could not

be found; this beauty so delicate and rare.

Her murky brown eyes sent me to the skies,

she is so gorgeous and fare!

The way her words flow out with

grace none other can compare.

And with her memory of which I

shall keep, tomorrow I'll travel on.

I'll let the poor lass have relief

to know that I am gone.

Throw her existence away?

Never I say!

Not my beautiful sweet Yvonne.

The Grouch

So Yeah... this is another ridiculous poem. It's so ridiculous that I shouldn't even be posting it but I am curious to see the comments! :)

He makes the perfect grouch

as he sits with a grunt and gives me a glare.

I have this hunch that he is glum.

I can tell it by his stair.

I caught a glint of his gruesome greed

that through his eyes did gleam.

The glamour of gumption was not to be found,

too hideous were his thoughts to glean.

No need to govern this grouch with glee.

Soon enough he will be gone,

gouged from gallantry.

Ain't Nothin' Like...

"There ain't nothin like __________!"

fill in the blank as many times as you'd like!
The more the merrier!

The Situation of Desperation

Today you became convinced of the world

and it's dissolution,

And you could not fall asleep tonight 'till

you came to a conclusion.

Discontent with how things went

you strove to make discouraged,

Those who mayhap will fall a prey

to this destructive current.

This world is like a busy street

full of dissonance,

and of this distorted place you wish

to keep it at a distance.

You try in vain to explain but soon

become distraught,

because most people turn away and

hearken to you naught.

No greater inspiration comes to your

soul you see,

Than when you're in the situation of

divulging the mystery.

Mary Ellen Row

2/23/07

All Aglow!

I've always wondered what it would look like if everyone who was saved (by Jesus' blood) had this glow about them. You know, like physically. Lets say you're walking down the street in a city. The sky is dark and cloudy and you're are passing millions of people on there way to Who-Knows-Were. What would it be like if the saved people glowed? Would there be enough light to brighten the city? Sometimes when I'm not concentrating on the sermon in church (being immature) I'll look around at everyone sitting in the pews and wonder how many of us would be "lit up". What would we do if one of those people was dark and didn't have that glow?

What made me want to write about that? Well just the other night my little brother Channing came downstairs and wanted to talk to Mom. Jenn, Em and I had been talking to her about some important issues but somehow this "trumped" it all. We thought that maybe someone wet the bed or had some medical issue. We kept on talking and soon forgot about it.
When Mom came down stairs we of course wanted to know what was up. She told us to guess what the best thing for a parent to see happen to their child was. We threw some random guess till she told us.
I guess Isaac had been talking to the little boys about God and stuff related. He told me that he'd told them that night, "You could die tonight and the only thing that had kept you from getting saved was your fear to talk to Mom." Soon after their talk Chan came to talk to Mom. I bet that's what did it. Then the next night when Mom was putting Patrick to bed he told her he wanted to get saved too!!! All I can say is this is so amazing! Praise God!

P.S. Some people might disagree but man! Through all his faults Isaac is alot more mature in the important areas than most kids his age and lots that are older!

Wandering Alone

Advancing forward I try to

take another step.

This fear sinks deeper 'cause

into the darkness I have crept.

I look around me as my

shadow tags along.

My heart is screaming 'cause

I wanna be back home.

I can't move on, I'm not that strong.

I need someone to take my hand.

I stumble backwards, I see disaster,

'cause I'm wandering alone.

Mary Ellen Row

2/22/07