Showing posts from October, 2005

Why Do I Try

Why Do I Try { Written by Jann Arden Richards/Russell Broom } "Love broke my heart, love washed me up. Love made me sick, love swallowed me. Love made me weak, everything’s bleak. Why do I try Why do I try Why Love took my life, love stole my pride. Love killed my dreams, love made me mean. Love let me drown, love led me on. Love’s not my friend, love is the end. Why do I try Why do I try Why Love blinded me, love took my glee. Love laughed at sex, made me collapse. Love ended hope, love stopped the show. Love broke it all, love broke my heart. Why do I try Why do I try Why do I try Why" This song is basically not what i really think inside but i guess it's how my heart feels sometimes when everytime i fall for someone they seem to not feel the same way and it's not like it's happened often but it happened a couple times - so don't get me wrong.. i love the idea of love and everything about it .. and i can't wait to be there.. it's just funny how love

taking a chance

"touch my world with your fingertips and watch what will happen, what dreams will come to follow - we could have forever in any dream you want, but staying here we will never know where life could take us!?" ac

The greatest love - the undeserving soul

"I am unable to express to you the gratitude you so richly deserve. I love you more than life itself and yet sometimes i still forget who you are and what you did for me - the gift that gave me eternity- the complete anguish humiliation and utter pain that you suffered so that i could live forever. and still as much as i love you i have never shown you how greatful i am for the life you laid down and torment that you endured. despite all my failings i could never let you go because i can't shake the overwhelming sense of your presence in my life (even when i try too) besides, if anyone has the right to walk away from this it's you. because your grace and forgivness are something that i will never ever deserve" ac

in case you care to read.

1. Name someone with the same birthday as you. - not that I remember 2. Where was your first kiss? - first kid kiss was at our end of year party in grade 3 - first highschool kiss at Saunders before computer class started 3. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property? um…can’t say that I have (as far as I know or can remember) 4. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex? I have – never mad though (just for fun) 5. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people? NEVER 6. What's the first thing you notice about the preferred sex?- their hands and their eyes and their personality (if they can make me laugh etc) 7. What really turns you on? If someone notices my moods (how im feeling), A good sense of humour, nice hands(my definition of nice hands though – I can be particular about that), when someone really likes me for who I am and not how I look 8. What do you order at Starbucks? Coffee (in morning there mostly), a caramel machiatto (I can’ spell

always misundestood

"i'm lying here unable to express the feelings of my unworthy soul. and writing about you and everything you mean to me has become as impossible task as catching a star in my hand. frivilous words could not even begin to tell the story of you heart . . . the story your eyes seem to tell so well. days and nights become endless . . . now what would you say if i could prove i wasn't crazy?"

dream or reality

"today... from all the little moments to all the smiles, you had my complete attention. as i am watching you i am filled with great anticipation waiting for your next move - knowing it will captivate me more than the last. as we talk, my heart beats faster and my stomach is full of butterflies. i feel as if i don't deserve to be here in your presence. as we are sitting at this table i wonder what other people are thinking. do they see the beauty that you hold? do you captivate their souls as you have mine? the feeling of invincibility comes over me as we are breathing in this fresh air of conversation. i have to admit i am barely listening to your words, but looking into your eyes. they seems to hold a whole new world for anyone who takes the time to look. they reveal the hidden secrets of your soul, and i am slowing finding your hopes and dreams and praying that one day i will see myself there as well. tell me... what do my eyes say? lok at me and tell me what you see ... can

getting the ball rolling

i have recently had a conversation with a good friend of mine about many things, and one of the main things i got from the conversation is that the church (at least mine) is full of members that are 50 + and therefore there is no input going into the church from the younger crowds who are a vital part of the church body! Now i have always questioned the idea of membership - going through the should i or not question and asking myself why it would be a good idea and am i willing to sit through the classes and go through the process - and up till now it has only been a nice thought that has come and gone every so often and only that ... after this refreshing conversation i have come to realize that change in the church is not going to happen unless we as the younger body of the church (20's and 30's etc) become members and actually go to the church meetings - complaining about how we want change is all well and good - but it takes action for anything to happen ... and our voices