weaned. |
But I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me. --Psalm 131:2
This was the verse that hit me this morning.
weaned: "to detach or ...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Sat, 26 Apr 2008 11:39:00 PST |
o...i get it..this is where I get it... |
My brother and I baked two batches of cookies today and tomorrow I should run 15 miles.
My mother is singing opera upstairs...nothing particular. I think she is singing to the vegetables about t...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 02:43:00 PST |
choosing the scenary... |
So often I want to choose the scenary of my sacrifice.
I want to surrender on my terms.
Give G-d the dimensions for the altar.
Forgetting the joy that always comes after I finally let go.
I want to re...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 02:03:00 PST |
plant the thought and let it grow... |
"'My determination is to be my utmost for His Highest'. To get there is a question of will, not of debate or reasoning, but a surrender of will, and absolute and irrevocable surrender on that po...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 08:59:00 PST |
there is more where all this came from... |
This is where I close my eyes in wonder. My voice silenced. I must end.
Welcome finitude.
"The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of."
I appeal to my se...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 11:33:00 PST |
and this is how I feel... |
Sometimes I think I am afraid to write.
Afraid of what might come out...
Mom always said that what goes in must come out.
But what if what is already inside comes out?
I don't know what's going on ins...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 11:03:00 PST |
Not as I Will. |
Not as I Will.
Helen Hunt Jackson
Blindfolded and alone I stand,
With unknown thresholds on each hand;
The darkness deepens as I grope,
Afraid to fear, afraid to hope;
Yet this one thi...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 01:20:00 PST |
a stubbed toes and epiphanies... |
There is nothing like a stubbed toe to instill gratitude in your heart for the other 9 that aren't throbbing...
My toenail is black...dang step. Dang clutziness.
It's kind of like that...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 02:49:00 PST |
where I am these days.. |
Hey loved ones,
I am leaving for camp tomorrow, and will be gone until July 21....and I love mail.
sooooo..if you feel like sending some my way, I'd love to write you back. :)
Nikki
c/o Camp Wa...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 09:54:00 PST |
asleep in the light... |
"We believe that Jesus died and rose again so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in Him," --1 Thes. 4:14
"He died for us so that, whether we are awake or asleep, we...
Posted by Nikk the Girl on Sun, 20 May 2007 07:37:00 PST |
