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Saturday, 27 August 2011

  • family:

    "people related to one and so to be treated with a special loyalty or intimacy."

    Today we celebrate the official entry of my nephew, Evan Matthew Miller, into the Miller family (not sure why it took the courts so long to recognize the fact.. I mean, I think it's pretty obvious whose family he belongs to...).

    he's becoming so much like his dad.

    a boy's boy. fisher. fort builder. tree climber. bug hunter. nerf gun lover. outdoor kid. resourceful.  

     

    Evan. I love every minute with you... playing in the rain. drawing. building castles in the sand. chasing ice cream trucks. imagining. laughing. You make my life so bright, buddy! Life is worth living even more with you in it.
     

    Jeremy. I'm so proud of the man you are. Months ago when I first heard Brad Paisley's "He Didn't Have to Be," I realized how much you amaze me. You stepped into being a father without a single look back. never a complaint (except for the diapers), never a feeling of regret or burden, as many other men might have done. I don't know if you even see how extraordinary thing thing you've done is, but you are a hero. This story God is writing with your life is more incredible than anything I could have imagined and I love how you keep running with it. You and your wife are great parents! Thanks for joining this crazy family, Ashley!  


    Celebrating adoption day, August 23, 2011.  

     

Friday, 08 April 2011

  • loves me anyway

    The question was raised
    As my conscience fell
    A silly, little lie
    It didn’t mean much
    But it lingers still
    In the corners of my mind
    Still you call me to walk
    On the edge of this world
    To spread my dreams and fly
    But the future’s so far
    My heart is so frail
    I think I’d rather stay inside

    But You love me anyway
    It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
    You love me anyway
    Oh Lord, how You love me
    How You love me

    It took all of my strength
    To simply be still
    To seek but never find
    All the reasons we change
    The reasons I doubt
    And why do loved ones have to die?

    But You love me anyway
    It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
    You love me anyway
    Oh Lord, how You love me
    I am the thorn in Your crown
    But You love me anyway
    I am the sweat from Your brow
    But You love me anyway
    I am the nail in Your wrist
    But You love me anyway
    I am Judas’ kiss
    But You love me anyway

    See now, I am the man that called out from the crowd
    For Your blood to be spilled on this earth shaking 
    ground
    Yes then, I turned away with this smile on my face
    With this sin in my heart tried to bury Your grace
    And then alone in the night, I still called out for You
    So ashamed of my life, my life, my life
    But You love me anyway
    Oh, God… how you love me
    You love me anyway
    It’s like nothing in life that I’ve ever known
    You love me anyway
    Oh Lord, how You love me
    You love me, You love me
    You love me, You love me
    How You love me
    How You love me
    How You love me

    (sidewalk prophets)

    To know the ins and outs of a person's heart; to know their ups and downs; their quirks. buttons. history. pains. and joys. It's a big responsibility.
    But Jesus knows all that about me and more. And He does the job perfectly. 

     

Wednesday, 02 March 2011

  • serenade

    i hear you say "my love is over,

    its underneath, its inside, its in between
    the times you doubt me, when you can't feel
    the times that you've questioned 'is this for real?'
    the times you've broken, the times that you mend
    the times you hate me and the times that you bend
    well my love is over, its underneath
    its inside, its in between,

    these times you're healing
    and when your heart breaks
    the times that you feel like you've fallen from grace
    the times you're hurting
    the times that you heal
    the times you go hungry and are tempted to steal
    in times of confusion and chaos and pain
    im there in your sorrow under the weight of your shame
    im there through your heartache
    im there in the storm
    my love i will keep you by my power alone
    i dont care where you've fallen, where you have been
    i'll never forsake you
    my love never ends, it never ends

    (Tenth Avenue North)

     

    so many times, when I need to hear His voice. and feel His arms. but He feels far away. He sings me a song that He once placed on someone's heart so I could hear His heart.

    The Lord your God is in your midst, 
    A mighty one who will save;
    He will rejoice over you with gladness;
    He will quiet you by his love;
    He will exult over you with loud singing.

    Zeph.3:17

     

    14 years tomorrow heart

Friday, 10 December 2010

  • a rude awakening

    3:30am: beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep

    An alarm clock might wake you up into the groggy morning, but a fire alarm wakes you up into a jolting nightmare.

    My first thought was, "what's wrong with the annoying smoke detectors?" and then as we bolted out of bed, I realized.. wait, there might NOT be anything wrong it. As Dad ran downstairs to check everything out, the rest of us (minus a couple people slow to unbury themselves from the covers) gathered in the hallway, just blinking at each other, wondering "what do we do??" 

    Turns out it that there was something wrong with a detector, but I was still relieved to realize *after* I got back in bed, that my external hard drives were within arm's reach on the floor right next to me... funny how those things you THINK will be your priorities in imagined situations aren't what cross your mind when the time comes.

    Imagination is no good if it stays imagination.
    Let's hope for my hard drives' sake that I'd be more thoughtful of them if all those precious memories truly were in danger.

    If your house were on fire what would you grab? 

     

     


Thursday, 15 April 2010

  • Currently
    In Christ Alone
    By Keith & Kristyn Getty
    see related

    Alive.

    See What a Morning - Keith and Kristyn Getty

    See, what a morning, gloriously bright,
    With the dawning of hope in Jerusalem;
    Folded the grave-clothes, tomb filled with light,
    As the angels announce, "Christ is risen!"
    See God's salvation plan,
    Wrought in love, borne in pain, paid in sacrifice,
    Fulfilled in Christ, the Man,
    For He lives: Christ is risen from the dead!

    See Mary weeping, "Where is He laid?"
    As in sorrow she turns from the empty tomb;
    Hears a voice speaking, calling her name;
    It's the Master, the Lord raised to life again!
    The voice that spans the years,
    Speaking life, stirring hope, bringing peace to us,
    Will sound till He appears,
    For He lives: Christ is risen from the dead!

    One with the Father, Ancient of Days,
    Through the Spirit who clothes faith with certainty.
    Honor and blessing, glory and praise
    To the King crowned with pow'r and authority!
    And we are raised with Him,
    Death is dead, love has won, Christ has conquered;
    And we shall reign with Him,
    For He lives: Christ is risen from the dead!


    Driving home from school tonight, this is the song I was belting out. Because I felt. Alive. Because I AM Alive!

    I love that word. I love that life doesn't have to be monotonous day to day routine, even when you do have a monotonous day to day routine. I love that doing that routine for Christ can transform it into an exciting ride on faith.

    I love that exciting days don't have to last for just the here and now. I'm gonna spend eternity celebrating abundant life.



    Luke 15:24
    For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ And they began to celebrate.