Let it be said of me....

In Christ alone will I glory

Though I could pride myself in battles won
For I’ve been blessed beyond measure
And by His strength alone I’ll overcome
Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands
But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand

In Christ alone
I place my trust
And find my glory in the power of the cross
In every victory
Let it be said of me
My source of strength
My source of hope
Is Christ alone

In Christ alone do I glory
For only by His grace I am redeemed
For only His tender mercy
Could reach beyond my weakness to my need
And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more
And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord

In Christ alone
I place my trust
And find my glory in the power of the cross
In every victory
Let it be said of me
My source of strength
My source of hope
Is Christ alone

Like an open book that you can't help but look at...

In this day and age, our society has evolved into a social butterfly. The specific playing ground that I would like to throw a few hard balls at is also known as "Facebook". This social network has given us easy access to the used-to-be private lives of others, all at the tips of our fingertips.

Why is it that we're disturbed and feel like people are prying into our private lives when we find out that someone has been "stalking" our profile or following our conversations with mutual friends? What's the big deal when it comes to the "see friendship" button that have people squirming? It's the same thing as "wall-to-wall" and then some.

Not saying I have all the answers but I do feel like I need to slap a few people in the face and wake them up to reality. HAVING A FACEBOOK IS SAYING THAT YOUR LIFE IS AN OPEN BOOK THAT ANYONE CAN READ WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!!! Excuse my being blunt, but if you're not comfortable with the previous statement then I suggest you go and deactivate your account. I"m serious.

If you don't want people reading into your "supposedly" private conversations with friends then use other means of communication. Facebook gives everyone the freedom to read what you're saying to anyone that's anybody. Yes, it is creeper-ish* when someone randomly comments on your little love chat to a friend, but hey, go get a room if the two of you want to be left alone.

There's a reason why there's a "comment" and "like" button underneath every post... to COMMENT and LIKE you idiot! When you post something you're saying "hey everyone, here is what is going on in my life and I want to hear your opinions". Yes, some people may say a bit to much and you can't shut them up, but that's your fault for friending them on Facebook. *smirk*

This social network's name wasn't born out of thin air you know... it actually is giving you a hint of what it really is. A book with your face on it. Books are meant to be read, if your's is not, then there's no point in writing one. Can I get an amen?!

So now that I've just promoted the right of creepers with my honest ramblings, I just have to say one last thing. Be a little less open please!! I really don't want to know what kind of food you're digesting, or those personal things you may or may not be participating in. You get the idea. Make your book fascinating but keep all the disgusting and juicy details to yourself and let the reader be or I will unfriend you.** If I really want to know, then I'll ask you personally.


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*okay, I make up my own words. Get used to it! Besides, adding -ish to the end of any word makes it special *grins*.


**Just giving you a fair warning... *sly grin*

A man on a white horse

Dear God, I prayed, all unafraid (as we're inclined to do),
I need not a handsome man
But let him be like You;
I do not need one big and strong
Nor yet so very tall,
Nor need he be some genius,
Or wealthy, Lord, at all;
But let his head be high, dear God,
And let his eye be clear,
His shoulders straight, whate'er his state,
Whate'er his earthly sphere;
And let his face have character,
A ruggedness of soul,
And let his whole life show, dear God,
A singleness of goal;
Then when he comes
(As he will come)
With quiet eyes aglow,
I'll understand that he's the man
I prayed for long ago.

-Ruth Bell Graham (collected poems, p. 35)

October {Stone Mountain} trek

So my family and I decided to take a spur of the moment weekend vacation up to Stone Mountain, GA just for the heck of it. So here are some of the moments that made the trip worth it!!

So because everybody knows candy is essential in any kind of exercise, I was preparing my brother and I for the long hike up the mountain. ;) Of course, because we're Voorhees' we can't do anything the way it's supposed to be done (e.g. instead of hiking up the mountain we would dance all the way up!). Another thing, most people enjoy the view at the top of the mountain but we would rather ADD to it by doing fun tricks on the top. You can watch more of our adventures at http://www.youtube.com/user/heathersheree517?feature=mhum.

One hour of {sun}

On the mountains of North Carolina:
(Collected Poems, Page 125)

If I could have each day
one hour of sun,
glorious,
healing,
hot,
like now –
then
let Winter come!
Not
mild and brief,
but
wild, without relief;
let the storms rage,
let the winds blow,
the freezing rains
lashing my windowpanes;
then
let it snow!
long
and
deep
and cold.
I would not mind at all:
it would be fun…
if I could have
each day
my hour of sun.

Only You

Dusty my soul tonight.
Earth has been dear.
Bewildered, I come to You,
Father God, hear.
Idols that charm me,
dreams that allure,
pains that alarm me,
suspense to endure,
memories that linger,
thoughts that ensnare,
a heart that is aching,
all crumpled by care,
unsatisfied, restless,
scarce able to pray—
everything, everything
take it away.
Only You,
none but You,
Jesus alone:
ashes the rest to me,
songs with a groan,
take them each one away—
mind not my tears—
lift me above this earth’s
joys and its fears,
give me Yourself alone—
nothing beside—
so will I be with You,
content,
satisfied!

-Ruth Bell Graham

[If] I marry...

If I marry: He must be so tall that when he is on his knees he reaches all the way to heaven. His shoulders must be broad enough to bear the burden of a family. His lips must be strong enough to smile, firm enough to say no, and tender enough to kiss. Love must be so deep that it takes its stand in Christ and so wide that it takes in the whole lost world. He must be active enough to save souls. He must be big enough to be gentle and great enough to be thoughtful. His arms must be strong enough to carry a little child.

-Ruth Bell Graham (at age 17)