Hope

It wasn't that there was something chasing her. It was more that she felt the strong need to get somewhere. She was running toward something. There was something calling her. There was somewhere she needed to be. But she couldn't see where it was. It was dark all around her. She didn't know which way to go. She looked and looked but had no idea. But it seemed that her feet knew where to go. It's like her feet weren't attached to her body. Because her brain had no idea what her feet were doing. Her brain could do nothing but follow the feet and fight to keep the darkness out. She was running with all her might. Running to reach a goal, to find the light, to get out of the dark. One of those. She wasn't sure. Her mind tried its best to stay clear. If she let the shadows creep in, they would invade her mind. They would make her forget the goal. To get out of the darkness. To get to where she could see. Oh to see clearly. But the shadows made her forget what was important. So her mind focused on getting through. Getting to the place of clear thoughts. To the place of purpose. Getting out of the uncertainty of the dark. As her feet rounded a corner, she saw light. She felt hope! And as she began to believe in something, she forgot about her fears. She saw the goal! She felt the dream! Oh the end was in sight! And the darkness lost its power over her. The darkness faded away from her as she reached the light. She stepped out into the light, and I have never felt more free.

My Savior, Jesus Christ, died to set me free from my sin. He died to help me overcome my fears. The darkness and evil of this world no longer has a hold on me. He has paid the price for me. Bore my punishment. And I am set free. I have seen the light. And there is nothing more beautiful.

My Colors

She looked out with eyes the color of the sea after a storm. Those eyes seemed daring and deadly. Almost as if they could see into your soul with their fierce color. They squinted up towards the sun that was beginning to hide in the clouds. Her long, honey-blonde hair waved and floated with the wind. And when her hair would interrupt her upward stare, she would reach up with a graceful hand and tuck it behind her ear, only to be released and flow with the wind again soon after. Finally, she tore her gaze away from the sky and looked around her. She stood in a meadow full of tall, silky grass. The lovely grass was swaying and dancing with the wind. She looked side to side and saw where the pale, green grass ended and the tall trees of the forest begun. And she noticed the occasional, lavender flowers of the field that matched the light, sun dress she was wearing. Swirling around her knees, the dress seemed to want to dance too. Her eyes slid up once more toward the nearly covered now, sun in the sky. And as she fixed her eyes on the slowly moving clouds, her hand reached up unconsciously to her neck. She felt for her silver, heart-shaped locket that had been hidden beneath her dress. She pressed the heart between her thumb and first finger. And as this story ends, she continues to ponder something and watch the sky until the sun is completely eclipsed by clouds. And the screen fades to black. Scene.

Silver Laughter

"Hey!" she said as she met him at the door. He didn't even finish kissing her forehead before she started firing questions at him.

"Did you see her?!" she asked emphatically. "Was she strange looking? What was she wearing? I just couldn't believe it whe-"

"I didn't see her, Brit," he interrupted.

"What? Why didn't you say that in the first place?!," she cried.

"You wouldn't stop talking. Her train was del-"

"Gosh, why didn't you see her? Didn't you go to the train station? I told you what she looked like, didn't I? Now Cara and Sue probably already saw her before me, Sam! What if they did?... Sam! Sam, are you listening to me?!"

"Yes, dear, I'm listening. I'm sure it'll be fine because her train was delayed." She'll be in tomorrow."

What?! Why didn't you tell me?"

"I tried to, hun," he told her calmly.

"Really? Oh sorry, Sam," she smiled apologetically. "I was talking too much again, wasn't I? I always do that! You try to tell me things and I just talk over you. I just always get so over-excited and-"

"It's okay, Brit," he laughed. "I'll go to the train station again tomorrow and look for her."

"You're such a saint," she sighed.

"Yes, I know," he said sarcastically. "I am beginning to think you enjoy freaking out about things and over-reacting though. But, of course, I dont mind," he laughed, I enjoy sitting here watching the wrinkles in you're forehead appear and you're ears turn cherry red-"

"Hey!" she said, covering her ears and looking down at the floor self-consciously. "I take back the saint bit!" she yelled as she walked away into the dining room. She was laughing to herself, then she thought of another thing. "Hey and Sam?" she yelled from the other room. "Dont forget to-"

-invite her over, I know!" he called from the other room.

She shook her head in amazement. "I am so lucky," she thought to herself.

"I know, I know!" he called. "I'm amazing! And you just can't get enough!" he cried. He started singing loudly and off-key, "You just can't get enough, just can't get enough!"

Once more, she shook her head in amazement. "I am so unlucky, "she thought to herself.

Love Letters

My darling, autumn is just a season. But it reminds me that you're gone. You're gone and I'm still here. And as the falling leaves drift by my window, they remind me of how lost I am without you. I imagine you in my head. You are etched into my memory. And I see you're perfect smile in those falling leaves of red and gold. And dear, since you went away, the days grow oh so long. But soon I'll hear old winter's song. And I will miss you then too. And when spring and summer come around, here I'll be, again wishing you were here with me. I'll see your lips the summer kisses. I'll remember the sunburned hands I used to hold. Oh but darling, I miss you most of all when autumn leaves start to fall.



My dear, you must know that I'm here. You're in my heart and mine in yours. My wish for you, my darling, is there'd be no more crying. Oh sweet, do remember that the sun shines for you and because of you! To you, I would give the world! And oh I know that when I'm finally with you, it'll be alright again. Just like a play, my dear. It's all going to come together. And the songbirds keep singing like they know the score. Oh the score to our lovely story! And I love you.... like never before.



These letters are based on two songs, "Autumn Leaves," and "Songbird" sung by Eva Cassidy. I just decided to write the beautiful lyrics down and write two corresponding letters around them. I've been wanting to do this because I think of good, old-fashioned love letters everytime I hear these songs. This was fun :-)

Christmas...

My nerdy self is ready for school. I do not like the Christmas holdiays. The Christmas songs start to play on the radio the day after Thanksgiving!! People say stupid things like, "It's Christmas time, so you have to be nice!" You hear that this is the season of love and giving. People go crazy about giving and receiving gifts. Which means it's the time to go into debt getting that special gift for someone... and why? Because its the Christmas season!! Duh! This is commercialism at its finest!! What's wrong with giving someone an amazing gift another time? (June 3rd possibly :P) Why must we save all our love and devotion for the ones around us for Christmas time? If that's the case, I can't wait till December 26th so I can renew my contempt for you people!! Now lest you deem me a cynic, let me leave sarcasm out for a little while. Let me explain a little better. Truth be told, I love Christmas. I love being able to have more time to spend with my family. I do love the result of the superficial Christmas I have just laid out. I do like that people are being nice and warm and loving. I do like all these things. I just despise the reason for all of it for some people. I do not like that people feel like they have to give gifts or have to be nice just because its December 25th. All I'm saying, is give that same kind of love on October 2nd, or January 26th, or May 4th (completely random dates)! Anyways, I just had to get an opinion out there cause my opinion is so important :P I'm not really trying to accuse people either. I just want people (myself included) to think about why they're giving someone a gift or being nice. Haha, yeah since a bunch of people are reading this. I just know it lol. Alright, I'll preach at the computer again later. Till then...