FIRE FALL DOWN

This prayer, this cry, is so much more than three words put together and played to a catchy tune. When fire falls, it burns and causes damage to everything in it's path on the way down. Fire can destroy things, but at the same time, when something is exposed and engulfed in fire-can become purified. Something new and beautiful, something pure, can be the result of fire. Fire hurts, fire removes the unclean and burns away any remaining impurities. Many things in this world, this life, cannot endure the fire. Some of the most beautiful things created, had to withstand the hear and discomfort before they could become the thing of beauty that they are today. Throughout the pain and suffering, comes something beautiful and perfectly made, flawless in the creators sight.


"For you, O God have tested us;
you have refined us as silver is refined.
You brought us into the net;
you laid affliction on our backs.
You have caused men to ride over our heads;
we went through fire and through water;
but you brought us out to rich fulfillment."

-Psalms 66:10-15

blur.

This past week of my life has been a blur. In a matter of 72 hours i have lost someone I loved, got in a car accident with a teenager on a cell phone, gotten sick, my room mate left forever, and i couldn't make it home today because on the NY thruway, my car hood flew up and shattered my windshield. i cannot deal with this. I keep telling myself God has things in control, and i trust him, i do...but sometimes the tests i have to endure are so difficult.

whatever doesn't kill you will only make you stronger

grandpa.

Angels must have gotten lonely, i think. Maybe God forgot how to laugh. It might have gotten too quiet up there. Nobody can play the saxophone like you could here on earth, maybe God wanted to hear it for himself. Maybe there was a little girl up there who needed the best grandpa that there ever was. I keep on trying to make excuses for you going away. As sad as it makes me, and although i feel a piece of me is missing, I'm at peace. I can not be angry at God for taking you to be with him. I can't say that I blame him, because it was my grandpa that had the biggest heart, the warmest hugs, the loudest laugh that couldn't help but make me smile. I'll miss you on holidays and birthdays, and Sunday specials, on beautiful days, and every time I hear 'thats amore'...or eat pasta. Which is almost all of the time. You were always the strongest person I knew, and I still even believe now that this thing didn't beat you. You didn't lose the fight. You chose to let go, and i'm okay with that.

Heaven just got a little brighter.
I love you and miss you always

oh,october.

Today was campus cleanup. The entire school was outside in the rain raking and cleaning. There was not one clean person in the cafeteria come lunch time. MEANWHILE myself, along with erika and a few others were indoors the whole day cleaning practically every inch of the building. Now,normally I would pick being outside over cleaning any day however, given the circumstances... I'm taking it as my own personal favor from God himself. Needless to say, I am a grateful,content, and dry college student. Besides the point that I'm pretty sure that half the student body hates me because of that. Not literally of course.Okay so now that I've given a somewhat unnecessary recap of my day,i actually have nothing left to say.Shocked, I'm sure (: ♥