Archive for March, 2010

March 29, 2010

So you think you can tell

Heaven from hell.
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a  green field  from a cold steel rain?

I swear, I can’t get enough of this song recently. At work, at home, in the car, with Mr. Horton. It’s ridiculous.

A friend of mine with whom I also work,  were talking about authors we really like and we discovered that we have Don Miller in common. I’m in love with his latest book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years and while she said she couldn’t really get into it we both love Blue Like Jazz. There is a particular passage in that book that has always touched my heart and it goes a little something like this:

“There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing. (They hang there, the stars, like notes on a page of music, free-form verse, silent mysteries swirling in the blue like jazz.) And as I lay there, it occurred to me that God is up there somewhere. Of course, I had always known He was, but this time I felt it, I realized it, the way a person realizes they are hungry or thirsty. The knowledge of God seeped out of my brain and into my heart. I imagined Him looking down on this earth, half angry because His beloved mankind had cheated on Him, had committed adultery, and yet hopelessly in love with her, drunk with love for her.”

I’ve spent a lot of time pondering on this notion of God and how He must feel when we run down the aisle without Him. While He just patiently watches and waits for us to come back. I believe it was C.S. Lewis that said – there are two kinds of people: those who say to God, “Thy will be done,” and those to whom God says, “All right, then, have it your way.” How do you find a balance there? Clearly no one is ever going to be able to fully say “Okay God, thy will be done and I’ll go along with it.”  Even the most devout Christian has some kind of trust/faith issue at some point that interferes with that kind of devotion.

How do you completely let go and trust?

When I figure that out I’ll fill you in. Or if you know, give me some tips. Thank goodness for grace is all I have to say.

I imagined Him looking down on this earth, half angry because His beloved mankind had cheated on Him, had committed adultery, and yet hopelessly in love with her, drunk with love for her…
Don Miller gives me language. I’ve always felt this, but I’ve never been able to put it into words (hence why I’m not a writer). That is one reason I love people like Lewis, Chesterton, Wordsworth. They give me language. They express it for me. When I read it, it’s like one of those – Holy Crap! I’ve always known I’ve felt like that but… man! That is just too cool – moments. Look at that, my emotions in words, on a page. It makes it more tangible. It validates my thoughts and feelings at times. Also, the relief that comes with the fact that no, I am not by any means the first or the last to struggle with something in particular.

Crazy awesome.

I’m still trying to figure some of the most basic “christian” principles out. I’m so glad to have a Father to walk me through it and to accept that I cannot trust at all times and that I will fall flat on my face and ask Him for help. I’m also so incredibly glad that He won’t turn away with an “I told you so”, He’ll reach down, help me up, and brush the dirt from my cheeks and hug me.

Kind of amazing.

Good night, friends.

xo – Shannon

March 17, 2010

Epic Fail.

My day for St. P’s was probably the worst in the entire world.

Well, maybe not in the WHOLE world but it was up there. For real. So, Mr. Horton and I are going to try and have a re-celebrate party on Friday. May it be more successful than the actual day. Sans drama, tears, heavy times/thoughts, domestic violence, crazy people, and just a totally shit time.

God is good all the time. God is good all the time. God is good all the time.

Sometimes even repeating that to yourself doesn’t quite cut it.

On a better note there is a blog I follow by a kid named Joshua Longbrake. I’ve never met Josh(ua) but I’ve been following his blog (yeah, total stalker) for a while and I really enjoy his writing/photography. Tonight I surfed my way to his page and laughed until I cried. You should check it out.

No really. You should.

And with that I’m off to bed. Perhaps I’ll start to “Haduken” things myself.

xo- Shannon

March 16, 2010

Erin go bragh

May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life’s passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!

One of my favorite colors, green. Guinness. Great food. Excellent company. Crazy leprechauns. Excitement. Clovers. Celtic knots. Bagpipes. Gaelic music. Gaelic Storm. Feelin’ good.

Oh man! I’m so pumped on St. Patrick’s Day tomorrow! A day at work dressed like a crazy green hippie and then an evening with my love, guinness, and Boondock Saints. I mean, really.

St. P’s Day is one of my favorites because we’re Irish. It makes me happy in my heart. I’ve always loved it but as I get older I find more ways to enjoy it. So here is to you, friends.

Happy (early) St. Patrick’s Day and the luck of the Irish be with you!

May brooks and trees and singing hills
Join in the chorus too,
And every gentle wind that blows
Send happiness to you.

March 9, 2010

I want…

…to see these everywhere.

Daisies are my favorite flower. They’re just so happy and pretty. They’re one way God romances me, for serious. I mean I love winter. We’re totally besties. But… I think I’m ready for spring. And can I tell you, that typically I want to go from winter to autumn and skip spring and summer? I’m excited and ready for spring.

Random. Let me say that again, I’m excited and ready for spring.

For those of you who know me well, don’t faint and fall over. I’ve accepted it and you should too.

So… Dear Spring, bring it on. And bring your daisies too. I miss them, and you for that matter. But, don’t tell winter. I mean I still love winter too. Gracias, Shannon.

Good evening friends. Sleep well and have a happy Wednesday.

xo. Shan

March 6, 2010

saturday evening

Number 1:

Number 2:

Rock me momma like a wagon wheel, rock me momma any way you feel…

Enjoy your evenings friends, I have songs to sing with Andrew *happy face*

xo- Shan

March 5, 2010

look around you

take time to take apart, each brick that sits outside your heart.

happy friday!

xo. s