a funny conversation between two friends of mine:

Kevin: I somehow shaved 3:30 off of my mile and a half time. I've run once since the last time I had to do it. Hipster miracle...?

Kyle: Hipsters don't run...unless they are trying to get to a free Arcade Fire show.

Kevin: Bon Iver. Free PBR. Free flannel. 50% off sale at Urban. Buy one get one vinyl. Free Polaroid cameras. New organic fruit market. Free fixed gear bicycles. Some pointless cause that requires them talking about but not actually doing anything. IPhone 5.
A random list of other things hipsters would run to/for.

"He placed me in a little cage

Away from gardens fair;

But I must sing the sweetest songs

Because He placed me there.

Not beat my wings against the cage

If it's my Maker's will,

But raise my voice to heaven's gate

And sing the louder still!"

This is such a sweet reminder to my seemingly ever-troubled heart.

From my current life-vantage-point, things look to be quite a mess.
I really never thought it would come to this.
But it has, and now I'm left with so many burning questions that I'd really rather not face.
I recently came to realize, though, that I never really gave this completely over to God.
I mean, I thought I had, but if I was really being truthful with myself, I'd have to admit I was really just trying to figure it out on my own. WHY, I don't know. Especially when I have this amazingly capable, ALL KNOWING, LOVING God who desperately wants to help his child. Why wouldn't I surrender to that? Really, I think there's a small part of me that was (and is), quite frankly, terrified to face whatever it is He might in store for me. But all realities that I face at this point are equally terrifying, so what have I got to lose?

Basically, I need to stop fighting. God wants to do something with me. I'm ready for that next step.
Show me the next step, Lord Jesus.

In Your Pure Light

A cry...

A cry lies within us in the depth of a place which we cannot touch,

Waiting to escape the enclosed gates of our expression.

Something is happening inside of us,

Beyond what we can articulate,

So we respond.

We respond to You.

We respond to You, Jesus.

In your pure light I have come out of the shadows of darkness.

You alone are the one that can satisfy.

Seeping into every vacant space inside of me--

Reality...in You, in me, in You.

I try to imagine forever, and at a certain point my brain stops, but that's You.

Forever being, forever existing, forever knowing You.

Before there was anyone, anything, You,

And after everything there was is no more...You.

My thoughts cant even fully comprehend You, so whatever praise my

thoughts begin my Spirit has to complete.

And every time I take in a breath...I discover You,

and that the same breath Im breathing originated inside of You.

So I breathe You in, because you take me in, Jesus.

In your pure light I have come out of the shadows of darkness.

You alone satisfy...

Seeping into every vacant space inside of me.

Try to imagine forever.

That's You.

Forever being, forever existing, forever knowing You.

Before there was anyone, anything, You,

And after everything there was is no more...You.

And every time I take in a breath--

Every time I take in a breath,

I discover You.

I breathe you in...because you take me in.

We breathe you in, because you take us in,

To be still, and breathe

that you are God.

- Amena Brown -