Song of a Sparrow

My hero today is my dear friend Casey. She rides motorcycles, plays rugby, and even tried to fix my car! Though we couldn't fix it (the problem was a little more complex than we had hoped) I was proud of the effort. Had she had more tools I think she was ready to pull out my spark plug and replace it! (I admit, despite all this girl-power going on we did need some manly assistance for pushing my car into the driveway... Thanks Stephen!) Makes jam, bakes killer brownies, and fixes cars today it seems like the Proverbs 31 woman has nothing on Casey ;)

Edens Edge sings this amazing a cappella version of Christ Alone and it just echoes in my head all the time, the harmony and the words just cut straight to my heart: When I fly off this mortal earth And I’m measured up by depth and girth The Father says now what’s he worth May he see Jesus death and birth Don’t measure me by dollar signs Or bricks and mortar you may find By Christ alone will I be found Worthy of that golden crown Worthy of that golden crown The value of this life I’ve lived How did I love, did I forgive Where did my treasure truly lay How did I start and end each day Don’t measure me by battles won Or some good deed that I have done By Christ alone will I be found Worthy of that golden crown Worthy of that golden crown May be a pauper or a king Have nothing or have everything The question begs, do you belong Do you sing a resurrection song Measured by the master’s hand On only one truth can we stand By Christ alone will we be found Worthy of that golden crown Wor

Wrote this one about two and a half years ago, but God just brought it to my memory recently.  Seems like this will never stop being applicable to my life... Over and over again I see this wretched thing, so dead in its transgressions unfit for eagle's wings. And yet, You bear me up Lord to soar with You in flight alive and well within You, faith strengthened by Your might. My most recent song I am surprised to say I actually like it. Usually I am my worst critic.  I get excited to play them for people and as soon as I do I realize I think they are lame or I hate them or something.  For someone who is very open and outgoing, I am surprised how hard it really is to share the real things, the deeper things, the songs from my heart with others without feeling very small and insignificant.  I guess on the internet it's easier because I don't have to see how my readers (if any exist) are reacting to it.   Here it is, with inspiration from the words of Ps

For anyone who is faintly interested I'm sorry for the month-long gap in blogging. A quick summary has been a lot of school, a whirlwind of new activities as I make new friends, old friends coming to visit, a most perfect-ever-in-the-world nephew being born, good days with God and bad days with my humanness.  Nonetheless, I am shocked at how easily my life has changed.  While one part of me misses the things of home and familiarity (and of course I'll never forget them), I do find that out of sight truly is out of mind in some circumstances.  Living on my own is fun and sometimes feels fake, because working at the school isn't like a real job, but I still get to experiment with different recipes and clean the bathroom.  Ah! Real Living!  That's all for now.  Not very inspiring, but just a praise to God for taking care of me, for always surprising me by providing for me when I least expect it, and for giving me joy even in making new friends and living independent