update.

I have been very quiet lately, haven't I? Even I have noticed AND I missed blogging....but I knew that there would be times of extreme inconsistency! I hope to change that!

Anyway, what have I been up to the last 2 months? Well, January was filled with wisdom teeth pulling, out of town friends visiting, no working, starting a class about Photographing =), French, late night reading, and many face masks and peels. And February was filled with a TON load of school work and starting White Fence Farm back up, my parents 22 anniversary of being married, Breckenridge, snow, picture taking, embarrassing waitress stories, French, and much more that I won't mention.

I really want to give this blog a make-over and start blogging at least once a week, but lack of inspiration has pulled me back. But I really do hope to make this a more picture friendly place. So once I get more picture expertise under my belt, I think you can count on more updates to my family's where abouts and life in general.

That is one step below a promise!

....never fails

love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely; does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.

Be Thou exalted over my reputation.

Be Thou exalted over my reputation. Make me ambitious to please Thee even if as a result I must fall into obscurity and my name be forgotten as a dream. ^A.W. Tozer

recently i have fallen in love with this peom. =) jimmy needham wrote it, and it comes from the quote above. he even reads it on his latest albumn (so go check it out! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a72yM5D2oSA it's only 2 minutes.)
 nightlights.
be thou exalted over my reputation,
'cause applause is a poor form of soul medication.
and I've tried it for years, but my symptoms remain:
still fretting the day that they'll misplace my name,
still selling my soul for american fame.
treating the promotion of Jesus like a well oiled machine,
advancing His kingdom just to snag some acclaim.
now, i'm both comforted and haunted that it isn't just me though.
i see a nation of people needing to feed their own egos,
parading status like steeples.
do we not know it's evil to love ourselves more than both God and His people?
but see, here's where you turn this poem on it's head,
'cause the greatest among us came as servant instead,
and You humbled Yourself to the point of Your death.
apparently love for the Father's glory runs red.
so friends, will we point to the Son till our own flames grow dim?
will our bright lights become merely night-lights near Him?
words echo once, let them echo again:
be Thou exalted over my reputation