Words.

remember the day when you woke up my soul
pulled back the sheet and untied the rope
cut my sheet into a dress
unashamed of my nakedness



ha. you sing all the right songs and say all the right words, the ones my heart needs, the desert places. all the things i loved you made them for us. your hand salve on my wet face my bloody chest a heart escaping running away i won't let you leave. scraping past all the people blank faces say that you see me say that you see me THAT IS MY NAME. change my lungs. so as not to be offended please come. breathe with me as one, move me and crowd me with your jealous wind of love. help me love you more than the pain. make the joy deeper than the pain. take away my map so i can lose myself in you. caused to waste my life on your eternal embrace or settle for the least.

turn my eyes from usefulness and back to the beauty of being with you. that i am meant to be seen and not to be burned. gently when you tear open all the things that have been bandaged with paper. dissolve me with your kisses. lead me back to the house where i lived. lead me back.

Destiny.

Do what you were made to do. Jesus has been dropping you hints.

Breathing.

Just a quick little update.

I have a full plate of design projects right now--some t-shirts and cards and things. We also just had our Wesley Fundraising Dinner last Friday, which was just beautiful and wonderful and lovely. Please check out the video that Brian Davis--the guy who photographed our wedding--put together for the dinner.

God is giving me greater vision for a creative business. I'm closing my eyes and setting a goal: to have the name for it, and a website up and running, by June. By then I will have put together a strong portfolio to get things ready for the second wedding I'll be shooting in the summer. I have a trial business card sitting in front of me on the screen. I highlight the text and delete it and control Z and retype and retype, mulling through different names and dreams and pictures. Stars don't erupt before my eyes, although it's like I'm waiting for that. Nevertheless... He'll give me something. He'll give me a name and a dream for whatever this will be.

Alas. It is all small.

All I really have right now is that God is good. I am clinging to this truth, knowing that all my questions won't be answered, that all my thoughts won't be sorted into nice little lines on bookshelves, organized by title and subject and answer. Right now all I come back to is "Be still, be still."

We love you guys. Be still.

Autumn