Coming home after 6 months is not exactly what you expect. Suddenly all those wishes of growing up and being on your own are made real, and you don't want them anymore. Your parents build a new house without a room for you because you "won't need it," and you're stuck on the rose coloured couch eating cold chicken. Everyone you know lives...well...not here and you can't talk to her because it's what is best. Ole Miss wins, but you run out of State fans to mock, you didn't have any turkey and they ate all your summer sausage!! Once again we go back to those freaking racists. So what if I would've voted for Obama! They're all dark sided anyway. Give me my croissant and my Perrier!! FLY ME HOME I DON'T BELIEVE IN THIS!!
-Lane
Each time she looks into his eyes, the beauty that gazes back at her pricks her heart. He is breathtaking, absolutely breathtaking. It hurts her so that their love now cannot flourish because neither can pursue the other without compromising their love for the Lord. But when the time comes that their love for the Lord brings them together and she can look into his eyes knowing that despite the passion held in each others embrace, the grip that defines the passion for "Love" Himself comes before anything of themselves. Then and only then can they begin their lifetime journey. She believes that what has begun will be lifelong. She must seek to be one with the One who formed her before she may be one with him. As they seek this, She has no doubt that they will soon find one another. Until then, she will yearn for the day that when she holds him to her chest, she will know that she is holding a reflection of their one true Love.
-Lane
-Lane
Thursday, November 27, 2008
I wonder if anyone else is like he is. Constantly having multiple paths before you, switching to a different path with each mood. The mind is amazing to me. He controls everything that goes on with the choices he makes to some extent; so why then does he choose this path? It's not right. He's happy fun outgoing, not depressive and emotional. The lies feel like knives, but he's told so many they have become second nature. Survival of the fittest huh? How the hell does that work within the realm of the Lord? P.S. IT DOESN'T!!! So why does he believe that? I've told him so many times that he has to stop treating people like the corporate world. Yes you would be good in the business world, you walk over anyone that gets in your way. You make the lowly feel great just so you can take the credit for it. You are so freaking good at hiding your sin. People think you're amazing. I mean really, the crap that you have pulled. You are a good actor, the best. You can fit into any character you need to: the hurt, the wounded, the joyful, the Christian, the hick, the child, the murderer, the criminal, the sophist, the whatever! But when the play is over who will be the cast? It's time to write our book. That's why you like Dorian...he's you.
-Lane
-Lane
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Here begins the saga. I'm sure these pages will one day be filled with love, laughter, heartache, and everything imaginable. For now, anyone who endeavors to read this should know, I'm an emotional nutcase. I live for romance and love love. Music is my escape, or sleep if it's something I really need to escape from. I'm currently on the task of learning more about the God that always eludes me. I know this for sure though, that He loves me and desires for me to be included in His plan.
-Lane
Monday, October 20, 2008
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