Redhead born, redhead bred, and when I die, I'll be a redhead dead.

Lord, You are a true Healer. Your love is beyond compare, and I cannot help but tell the world about it. I have nothing but delight when I think of how close You've been throughout this time, and I pray that I never turn from Your will and leave Your presence again. You are the Lord of my life, You know best, and I know not everlasting and steadfast love except that which You have shown me.

Lord, You created me exactly as You intended me to be. Thank You for Your wonderful design, even though at times I will confess I suppress it and try and change the daughter that You designed. Because of Your grace and majesty though, I am complete, forgiven, and overwhelmed by love and beauty.

LEC

I love to run, slowly and in sunshine, often without music, because the world is beautiful.

I think taking walks with special somebodies and holding hands is ridiculously adorable.

I love 90s country, Elvis Presley and Patsy Cline, Fall Out Boy and Akon, and all things indie.

I fold shirts like a normal person, in half.

I think the perfect day involves a delicious breakfast of banana-chocolate-chip pancakes, followed by a run, a scalding shower, chai tea and Jane Austen in a window seat.

I like hydrangeas, daffodils, and peach roses.

I love ponies, especially really really big ones that like Peeps and look gorgeous in hunter tack.

I enjoy singing at the top of my lungs, but only when the radio is turned alllll the way up.

I love babies, but I'd prefer if possible to birth potty-trained two-year-olds, and boys only please.

I am both incredibly naive and wary of others at the same time.

I dance in the street, badly.

I live in boots, cowboy, heeled, equestrian (which I have yet to get a pair of), etc.

I think guys in trucks with humongous lifts are downright sexy...But not if it's a Dodge.

I enjoy being a woman, and I like cooking and cleaning and wearing aprons and doing laundry.

I love the beach, but am terrified of water.

I wish I could tan, and sometimes I try, but I don't like the idea of melanoma, so it's a battle.

I think history is crazy interesting.

I am currently enamored with chai tea lattes, as I have given up my precious Diet Mtn. Dew (for now).

I like feeling short, and I secretly wish I were a few inches shorter.

I like guys that play drums, though guitar is nice too.

I hate irresponsibility in people, and dishonesty, and unreliability.

I dislike those qualities the most when I see them in myself.

I have a hard time saying no, but I'm working on it.

I want to move West, to Dallas or Nashville specifically, after graduation.

My dream house is an old white farmhouse with a huge porch, porch swing included, and a never-ending summer. There will be a barn in the backyard, which should be filled with puppies and horses. The driveway would be lined with trees, magnolias to be exact, and in the driveway will be a muddy Suburban for adventuring. Everything will be likely be partially askew at all times, but this home will be bursting with overflowing love, for each other and for Christ.

I considered dying my hair brown this week, to see if it would seep through to my roots and maybe soothe my feisty-ness.

Then I decided that I'm done not being who I'm supposed to be. I am the woman that God designed. I will never be perfectly put-together, I will forever be without a sense of rhythm, and I will always be striving to love the Lord more.

Salvation is Here

No man is worth crying over, and any man that is, won't make you cry.

It's funny how life works out. Sometimes it's ridiculously awesome, and then the next moment, things have completely fallen apart. I'm not a person that handles that well. I don't like being lied to, because when one aspect of something is a sham, then inevitably it feels like the house was built of mud instead of real brick. I don't like being hurt when I make a valiant effort to trust someone. I don't like feeling like I'm trapped in a sinkhole (like the one in The Lovely Bones where stuff magically sinks into the gloopy mess at the bottom!).

However.

I am not without a rescue. I have the Almighty God to pull me out. And thankfully, He does, every single time. He is so gracious and loving, so kind and understanding, forgiving and tender. He is the Rock that stands strong throughout every storm, and quiets the winds when the need arises. Our God is so great, so mighty, and the Redeemer of all the world.

A wonderful friend of mine made me a mix CD (how awesomely 2002...yeeeahhh buddy) that had on it Times by Tenth Avenue North, and I think that, considering the revisiting of a moment I thought had been put in the past, that song is yet again, comforting.

On a side note, it's raining again. It always rains here, but tonight, the rain is fitting. I hope it stays for a while and keeps me company :)

Psalm 23

The LORD is my Shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for You are with me.
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me, in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all of the days of my life,
And I shall dwell in the house of the LORD forever.