thehistoryofcancer.

"the history of cancer is changing course." i heard that on the radio last week. made me think about today.  how well did i live today? someday i'll know.

[1 peter 4:10]

thispassion.

we're just two artists,

chasing our dreams, hoping to be

found by the light someday. we feel

like we're standing in the wrong place,

even though it's where we ought to be. 

wat we can't understand is simply

a divine plan of sorts, one that's as visible

as the wind that fills our sails. the pirates

try to rob us of possessions that

weren't our to begin with. wat would a

dream be if it was handed to us?

the hands are willing and able, 

but they don't satisfy our fickle needs, not 

on purpose, only our deep-seeded needs

and desires, with great intention.

we don't understand the pattern of the waves

or the winds or the plates,

but we hold hope that these roots

will sprout someday, someday 

into something even more beautiful than 

this passion.

[luke 12:24]

elevenweeksofcollege.

defenestrate [dee-fen-uh-streyt] - v. - to throw (a person or thing) out of a window.

this past tuesday, i was asked if i smoked weed. he said he asked because my eyes are squinty all the time. kinda threw me off guard--i've never even seen an actual drug. but i was taken aback because i do my best to be intentional about how i listen, think, speak, and act, and i would have guessed that the people around me would have waived such a question. i've always been proud of my ability to relate to those who run lives that are radically different than my own, but it's a dangerous game that can lead to people-pleasing and compromising. have i been practicing what i'm preaching? i believe so. but maybe that's because i'm not really preaching anything at all. my greatest and only fear going into college was that i would find comfort. that i would learn to be ok with my surroundings. i want to preach a life that screams vision and action and progress. i'm not ok with being ok, and i never want to be.

beauty [byoo-tee] - n. - a meaningful design or pattern.

i'm a huge fan of finding beauty from ashes, and since we can only see a very small piece of life called the present, i'm an even bigger fan of letting god show me beauty from ashes. the last few weeks have truly opened my eyes to the extreme pains that individuals and groups face on a daily basis here in college. much of this pain is self-induced, but that fact is so insignificant in the grand scheme of things.  there is nothing beautiful about a girl who is abused by her boyfriend, or a guy who struggles to accept himself, but there is a divine beauty in knowing that hope is a real thing, and that it's attainable. it's nearly tangible, and it is a gift that relentlessly pursues those who need it. which would be all of is, in one way or another.