synth 2

I'm swept away by how you've undone me
It falls to the sea, my God, how can it be?
Oh, Love is real, I swear it holds me still
No matter how I feel, I know it always will

Psalm 146
The LORD an Abundant Helper.

1Praise the LORD!

Praise the LORD, O my soul!

2I will praise the LORD while I live;

I will sing praises to my God while I have my being.

3Do not trust in princes,

In mortal man, in whom there is no salvation.

4His spirit departs, he returns to the earth;

In that very day his thoughts perish.

5How blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob,

Whose hope is in the LORD his God,

6Who made heaven and earth,

The sea and all that is in them;

Who keeps faith forever;
7Who executes justice for the oppressed;

Who gives food to the hungry

The LORD sets the prisoners free.

8The LORD opens the eyes of the blind;

The LORD raises up those who are bowed down;

The LORD loves the righteous;

9The LORD protects the strangers;

He supports the fatherless and the widow,

But He thwarts the way of the wicked.

10The LORD will reign forever,

Your God, O Zion, to all generations.

Praise the LORD!

"Why, since you wounded this heart,
don't you heal it?
And why, since you stole it from me,
do you leave it so,
and fail to carry off what you have stolen?"

- St. John of the Cross, "The Spiritual Canticle"

Festival

I can't tell you how good God is at giving me hope and vision and joy. He is the author of beauty.

Joy, though bittersweet, is joy nonetheless. Thank you Chance, Braden, Tyler, Patrick, Marcus, Kyle, Brandon, Garrick, Ryan, Scott, John, Tori, Kia, Gail, Mel, and Chris. Dave, Alex, Rick, Dustin, Dustin's friend, Mitch, Mitch's girlfriend, Random Scottish teacher, Stephen, Dan, and Aaron.

I don't even have words to tell you how much a minister you have been to me.



John 16:5-22

5"But now I am going to Him who sent Me; and none of you asks Me, 'Where are You going?'

6"But because I have said these things to you, sorrow has filled your heart.

7"But I tell you the truth, it is to your advantage that I go away; for if I do not go away, the Helper will not come to you; but if I go, I will send Him to you.

8"And He, when He comes, will convict the world concerning sin and righteousness and judgment;

9concerning sin, because they do not believe in Me;

10and concerning righteousness, because I go to the Father and you no longer see Me;

11and concerning judgment, because the ruler of this world has been judged.

12"I have many more things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now.

13"But when He, the Spirit of truth, comes, He will guide you into all the truth; for He will not speak on His own initiative, but whatever He hears, He will speak; and He will disclose to you what is to come.

14"He will glorify Me, for He will take of Mine and will disclose it to you.

15"All things that the Father has are Mine; therefore I said that He takes of Mine and will disclose it to you.

16"A little while, and you will no longer see Me; and again a little while, and you will see Me."

17Some of His disciples then said to one another, "What is this thing He is telling us, 'A little while, and you will not see Me; and again a little while, and you will see Me'; and, 'because I go to the Father'?"

18So they were saying, "What is this that He says, 'A little while'? We do not know what He is talking about."

19Jesus knew that they wished to question Him, and He said to them, "Are you deliberating together about this, that I said, 'A little while, and you will not see Me, and again a little while, and you will see Me'?

20"Truly, truly, I say to you, that you will weep and lament, but the world will rejoice; you will grieve, but your grief will be turned into joy.

21"Whenever a woman is in labor she has pain, because her hour has come; but when she gives birth to the child, she no longer remembers the anguish because of the joy that a child has been born into the world.

22"Therefore you too have grief now; but I will see you again, and your heart will rejoice, and no one will take your joy away from you.

thailand

change your mind
change your hair
change your hemisphere

is a continent enough breathing room
change your alibi, and change it soon

you're a hypochondriac
never happy till you're sad
its easier to say goodbye
than to say goodnight

no more bags to pack
it won't hurt if you don't look back
i'm too close to home
so you'll go it alone

is it hard to say
i swear to God it will be okay
and though you wont have me here
i hope that it becomes clear

that you're a hypochondriac
never happy till you're sad;
finding it easier to say goodbye
than to say goodnight

i'm finding it easier to say goodbye
than to say goodnight