10/22…of the day


Today is the anniversary of this blog being located publicly at wordpress for one year (birthed out of my “verse of the day” on my AIM profile back in the day, and then for a few years it was privately somewhere else and if I am being honest not as consistently kept).  165 posts & 923 views later the numbers don’t matter much to me (which is a good thing, cuz they suck),  so what does?

A little over a year ago I picked up everything I had–which was surprisingly more than I thought. Left the place my heart is home– glorious, spectacular, stunning Colorado.  Left a lot of people I love, chose to leap in to the unknown and took a job in a random city (Kansas City to be exact).  This year plus some has been hard as hell!  Harder than leaving the same home and people when I went off to college alone in Michigan.  Scarier than when I took my first “real job” and realized I was an adult. Lonelier than those awkward times in middle school.
It has also been more exciting than winning the State Championship when I had a flash of a moment and I realize I-yes little insignificant me, was created–rather DESIGNED to do something significant in this big world.  It was more beautiful than fall over Grand River when it became even more clear for me that the term “friend” is NOT determined by age, stage in life, or experiences. It was more exhilarating than flying down powdered slopes, when I  put the finishing touches on decorating MY VERY OWN home which included framed pictures, real art, & wall pieces.

This is where the blog comes in-

With all of the change happening in my life, having a place to put the things –verses, lyrics or quotes, videos or pictures, art or songs–that met me where I was, has been critical.  Sharing what challenges me.  Makes me laugh and makes me cry. Inspires me.   Put words or pictures to what I feel.  A place to share what is going on my head.  And even if no one checked it that day, putting it out there made me feel like my voice was available to be heard.

Having a place to put these items also forced me to look outside of my self, when it would have been too easy to bury my head in the ground (or in my case the covers) some days and get caught up in my crap. It encouraged me to continue to press closer into my Savior–realizing how desperately I need Him.  It forced me to read the Word and make it a daily part of my life again,  fall back in love with music (hello: owl city,  grace potter and the nocturnals, anthony hamilton, lady a, cold war kids) be engaged with what is going on in the world, learn more from history, read poetry, empathize with orphans, appreciate art, and risk rejection by shareing mine (http://www.flickr.com/photos/hdub996/).

So…I will continue to post my “… of the day” and be reminded with each post, that this day is part of the GIFT I get to call my life. I will choose to see the beauty, recognize the hurt, cherish the gift of laughter, and be inspired by those around me (near & far)……. and I will choose to share it with anyone who wants to listen.

Verse of the Day:
“But I am like an olive tree
flourishing in the house of God;
I trust in God’s unfailing love
for ever and ever.”
~Ps 52:8

Quote of the Day:
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.”
~Corrie Ten Boom

Lyrics of the Day:
“For every door you walk on to, seems like they get slammed in your face
Thats when you need someone, someone that you can call.
And when all your faith is gone
Feels like you cant go on
Let it be me
Let it be me
If its a friend that you need
Let it be me
Let it be me ”
~ “Let it be Me” by Ray LaMontagne

currently listening to “One Kind Favor” by B.B. King


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