Sunday, March 29, 2009

Story

We were driving home from His house, very late on a cold, snowy eve.
The stop sign was approaching quickly.
"Are you going to stop or what?" i inquired.
"I'm trying"he said quickly.
I held my breath as i heard the brakes lock.
The car started skidding, slowly, then more uncontrollably.
I gasped as the car spun all the way around and flew into a ditch.
A large wooden telephone pole caught my eye, and i prayed we didnt hit it.
When i opened my eyes, the car was stopped.
I looked around, and noticed the telephone pole, less than a foot in front of the car.
It hit me: If we had been going one mph faster,
we would have hit it head on.
and possibly died.
He put the car in reverse, and we slowly backed out, back onto the road.
We sat there for a moment, and he turned to face me.
"i almost killed us. More importantly, i almost killed you."
I will never forget the desophoric sincereity in his eye that night.

Friday, March 27, 2009

seven.

so sadly, here's another blog about alex.
i'm not addicted, i swear, i just write whatever's passing through my mind, and here it is:

i love him.
like, i can't find words.
want to know exactly why i love him?

  • he doesnt get jealous, like other guys.
  • he doesnt give me any reason to be jealous.
  • he doesnt flirt with other girls.
  • he makes me laugh.
  • he knows when something is wrong, and stops at nothing to find out what it is and make it better.
  • the way he looks at me... its not "i want in your pants" or "sure, i guess i love you." its a "i love you so much that not a single word could every start to explain"
  • he believes in my dreams.
  • he usually picks me over his friends.
  • he knows what to say to touch my heart.
  • he gets along with my parents very well. they love him.
  • he buys me stuff to show he cares. i wish he wouldn't. =P
  • we can be together all day, and not get sick of each other, and still complain about having to leave.
  • i can't stay mad at him for more than a day.
  • he does very cute, spontaneous things. (chocolate malts, climbing trees, counting the stars...)
  • he will never leave me, i can just tell.
  • when he does something wrong, he does everything in his power to make it better.
  • his friends are nice.
  • he doesnt care what any body thinks of him.
  • he's so awkward and cute.
  • he's very stubborn, he doesnt change himself and what he's about.
  • we have shared interests.
  • we're polar opposites.
  • he's not like other boys- not addicted to porn/masturbating/video games.
  • he's smart, great plans for his future.

all this, bottled up in a single soul? seems impossible, right?
and did i happen to mention that he's in love with me?

Sunday, March 1, 2009

sixmunths.

its been 6 months.
already?
and we've just begun.
who knows where this will take us.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I am happy.

I was doing a lot of thinking today, and here's what i landed at.

I'm very happy with my life.

  • I get along with my parents better than most people.
  • My parents get along, not divorced, or dead.
  • I have multiple groups of friends.
  • Each group of friends is amazing.
  • I'm very smart, currently in a college class, and a TAG class.
  • I have pretty much the most amazing boyfriend i could ask for.
  • For the most part, I am healthy.
  • Most people like me.
  • I have found what i love to do: piano && photography.
  • I have a large family, all of whom i l0ve and am loved by.
  • I have a nice job, that doesn't conflict with my social life.
  • I have a pretty cool car, that works for me.
  • Even though my ipod was stolen, i have my other ipod.
  • I have an amazing DSLR camera, and 4 other old cameras which are ballin'.

I could ramble on forever, but i won't.

I just want you to know that


I am happy.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Vindicated

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye
And roped me in
So mesmerizing, and so hypnotizing
I am captivated
I am

Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
Swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now
The things you swore you saw yourself

So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intention
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me so isolated, so motivated
I am certain now that
I am

Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
Swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now
The things you swore you saw yourself

So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my finger tips
Trace the moment, fall forever
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'd be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away

Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
Swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now
The things you swore you saw yourself

Slight hope
Dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

him.

Him: Heidi, I need to talk to you. Its important.
Me: Okay...
Him: I can't do this anymore. Any of it.
Me: ?
Him: My parents wont let me use the phone at all, I have no internet, I'm grounded indefinately, I have no phone, and they're watching me at all the games, So I can't think of any way of talking to you.
Me: Oh...
Him: Heidi, We can't be friends anymore. I can't keep doing this to you. I'm so sorry...

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Thats what its all about.

preps.

I've always wondered if they're really happy.
I mean, yeah, they smile, but they smile glamourous smiles. smiles intended to make them look hot. don't they ever just smile because they're happy?

Or do they even know what happy is?

All the pictures I see of them are about the same:

Pushing their makeup-coated cheeks together, they flash a big, white, perfect smile for the camera.
Their versions of inside jokes usually consist of something like saying "i love you" at the same time, or "your mom" jokes.

I finally took the time to take a step back and realize what they really are. What they're really about. And it makes me all the more grateful that i'm not one of them.


I'm thankful i have this:
Why take a ":)" picture, when you could take a "xP" picture?
And i finally realized that true friendship may not always be glamourous,
At least not on the outside. But on the inside,

Friendship is beautiful.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Meet My Super Cute Socially Awkward Boyfriend, whom i happen to love.

Alex Matthew Sowle
Today at 9:05pm

Im prolly a bit overdue for a mushy-gushy messege so here we go.
Like my status says, "The best things in life aren't spoken. The best feelings can't be expressed by words. They are in your love's eyes and heart when you look. I see them in yours." I think it is the truth, especialy when it comes to you. When i look in your eyes, i see the love that can only come from the beautiful people that have a beautiful soul like you. There is only a select few ibelieve to have both. Some are beautiful, some have a beautiful soul. You are the only one to have both. When i look in your eyes, i dont what to look away from the beauty in them.

At the end of the day, i thank God for haveing your love, even tho i may not deserve it. It picks me up when im down, it gives me the strength to carry on when i think i can not.

In the end, this is only a small flame of the forest fire that rages inside me for you, and I love you. I thought you should know.

Alex

~ <3 4 Months<3 ~

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Hosea and Gomer.

The very first thing God ever said to Hosea tells us about his unlikely marriage: “Go, take to yourself a wife of harlotry, and have children of harlotry; for the land commits flagrant harlotry, forsaking the Lord”. These instructions have been variously understood by different students of Scripture through the years. Some believe that God was commanding Hosea to marry a woman who had formerly been a prostitute. Others contend that taking a wife of harlotry would merely refer to marrying a woman from the northern kingdom of Israel, a land which was guilty of spiritual adultery. In either case, it is obvious that she was a woman who had been deeply affected by the moral laxity of her society, and God intended to use the prophet’s personal relationship with her as a penetrating object lesson of His own relationship with His unfaithful people, Israel. Whatever her past, there may have been some evidence of genuine repentance and faith in Jehovah. Maybe she had responded to the Spirit-filled ministry of Hosea himself, and he found his heart drawn to her in deep and unselfish love. God directed him to take her as his wife, and so it was that Gomer, the daughter of Diblaim, became the unlikely wife of the budding young preacher.

The early days of their marriage were beautiful as their love began to blossom. And God blessed their union with a son. How Hosea’s heart must have swelled with joy. He was convinced that his marriage would be better than ever with this little one to brighten their home. God named the baby, for his name was to have prophetic significance to the nation. He called him Jezreel, because it was at Jezreel that King Jeroboam’s great grandfather Jehu had first come to the throne by ambitious crimes of bloodshed and violence. While his dynasty was prospering at the moment, its destruction was on the horizon and it would happen in the valley of Jezreel.

It was after the birth of Jezreel that Hosea seems to have noticed a change in Gomer. She became restless and unhappy, like a bird trapped in a cage. He went on preaching, encouraging the wayward nation to turn from its sin and trust God for deliverance from the threat of surrounding nations. “Return unto the Lord!” was the theme of his message, and he preached it repeatedly with power. But Gomer seemed less and less interested in his ministry. In fact, she may have grown to resent it. She probably even accused Hosea of thinking more about his preaching than he did of her. She began to find other interests to occupy herself, and spent more and more time away from home.

The dangers are great when a husband and wife have few interests in common. Sometimes he goes his way and she goes hers. They each have their own set of friends, and there is little communication to bring their two worlds together. A husband’s preoccupation with his work may be the major contributing factor to the cleavage. Or it may be a wife’s growing involvement in outside activities and subsequent neglect of the home. It may simply be a disinterest in the things of the Lord on the part of either husband or wife. But it sets the scene for great calamity. Husbands and wives need to do things together and take an interest in each other’s activities. In this inspired story, the responsibility is clearly laid upon Gomer rather than Hosea. She did not share her husband’s love for God.

That brings us, secondly, to his unrelieved agony. Scripture does not give us the details of what happened, but what it does say would permit us some speculation concerning the progressive trend that led to the tragic situation we eventually discover. Gomer’s absences from home probably grew more frequent and prolonged and soon Hosea was feeling pangs of suspicion about her faithfulness to him. He lay awake at night and wrestled with his fears. He preached with a heavy heart during the day. And his suspicions were confirmed when Gomer got pregnant again. It was a girl this time, and Hosea was convinced that the child was not his. At God’s direction, he called her Loruhamah, which means “unpitied” or “unloved,” implying that she would not enjoy her true father’s love. Again the name was symbolic of Israel’s wandering from God’s love and the discipline she would soon experience. But even that spiritual message could not soothe the prophet’s troubled soul.

No sooner had little Loruhamah been weaned than Gomer conceived again. It was another boy. God told Hosea to call him Lo-ammi, which meant “not my people,” or “no kin of mine.” It symbolized Israel’s alienation from Jehovah, but it also exposed Gomer’s sinful escapades. That child born in Hosea’s house was not his.

It was all out in the open now. Everyone knew about Gomer’s affairs. While the entire second chapter of Hosea’s prophecy describes Jehovah’s relationship with his unfaithful wife Israel, it is difficult to escape the feeling that it grows out of Hosea’s relationship with Gomer, sandwiched as it is between two chapters that clearly describe that sad and sordid story. He pleaded with her. He threatened to disinherit her. But still she ran off with her lovers because they promised to lavish material things on her. He tried to stop her on occasion, but she continued to seek her companions in sin. Hosea would take her back in loving forgiveness and they would try again. But her repentance would be short-lived and soon she would be off again with another new lover.

Then the final blow fell. Maybe it was a note, maybe word sent by a friend, but the essence of it seems to have been, “I’m leaving for good this time. I’ve found my true love. I’ll never come back again.” How Hosea must have suffered! He loved her deeply and grieved for her as though she had been taken in death. His heart ached that she should choose a life that would surely bring her to ruin. His friends were probably saying, “Good riddance to her, Hosea. Now you’ll be through with her adulterous ways once and for all.” But Hosea did not feel that way. He longed for her to come home.

We cannot escape the message of his undying love. Hosea wanted to see Gomer restored to his side as his faithful wife. And he believed that God was great enough to do it. One day word came by way of the grapevine gossips that Gomer had been deserted by her lover. She had sold herself into slavery and had hit bottom. This was the last straw. Certainly now Hosea would forget her. But his heart said “No.” He could not give her up. And then God spoke to him: “Go again, love a woman who is loved by her husband, yet an adulteress, even as the Lord loves the sons of Israel, though they turn to other gods”.

Gomer was still beloved of Hosea even though she was an adulteress, and God wanted him to seek her out and prove his love to her. How could anyone love that deeply? The answer was right there in God’s instructions to Hosea, “even as the Lord loves.” Only one who knows the love and forgiveness of God can ever love this perfectly. And one who has experienced His loving forgiveness cannot help but love and forgive others. Christian husbands are commanded to love their wives as Christ loved the Church, and Hosea is an outstanding biblical example of that kind of love.

So he began his search, driven by that indestructible divine love, love that bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things, love that never ends. And he found her, ragged, torn, sick, dirty, disheveled, destitute, chained to an auction block in a filthy slave market, a repulsive shadow of the woman she once was. We wonder how anyone could love her now. But Hosea bought her from her slavery for fifteen shekels of silver and thirteen bushels of barley. Then he said to her, “You shall stay with me for many days. You shall not play the harlot, nor shall you have a man; so I will also be toward you”. He actually paid for her, brought her home, and eventually restored her to her position as his wife. While we do not find anything else in Scripture about their relationship with each other, we assume that God used Hosea’s supreme act of forgiving love to melt her heart and change her life.

How many times should a husband or wife forgive? Some contend, “If I keep forgiving I simply affirm him in his pattern of sin.” Or “If I keep forgiving, she’ll think she can get away with anything she wants.” Others say, “If I keep forgiving, it’s like putting my seal of approval on his behavior.” Or “I can’t take another hurt like that. If he does that one more time, I’m leaving.” Those are human responses. Listen to the response of the Lord Jesus. You see, Peter had asked the Lord this same question: “Lord, how often shall my brother sin against me and I forgive him? Up to seven times?” The Lord’s answer was, “I do not say to you, up to seven times, but up to seventy times seven”. That is a great deal of forgiveness. In fact, Christ was simply saying in a captivating way that there is no end to forgiveness.

Sometimes it’s just the little slights and daily agitations that need forgiveness, the occasional sharp word or angry accusation. But we harbor it, let it eat at us, and build up bitterness and resentment which erodes our relationship. Maybe it’s a major offense, like Gomer’s, and we can never forget it. We stew on it and fret over it, and we keep bringing it up in a subconscious attempt to punish our mates for the hurts we have suffered. We try to forgive, but a few days later it’s right there again, preying on our consciousness. Big wounds sometimes take longer to heal. They will come back to our minds. There is no way to avoid it. But every time they do, we must first remind ourselves that we really did forgive, then rehearse how much God has forgiven us, then ask Him to take the destructive, unforgiving thoughts out of our minds.

Forgiveness does not necessarily mean that we must suffer in silence. The need for open and honest communication would demand that we share what we think and how we feel, what the wrong has done to us, and how our mates can help us get over it. God tells us how much our sin grieves Him. Gomer certainly knew how her affairs were tearing at Hosea’s heart. What we say must be said lovingly and kindly, but we have both the need and the obligation to share what is on our hearts.

Neither does forgiveness necessarily mean we cannot take positive steps to guard against the sin recurring. That might require some extended counseling; it might demand an honest reappraisal of our personalities or habit patterns; it might mean a change in our life-style or a relocation. God takes positive steps to help us want to please Him. That is what divine discipline is all about. We do not discipline each other, but we can discuss steps that will help us avoid these same pitfalls in the future.

Forgiveness does mean, however, that we will pay for the other person’s offenses. We will refuse to retaliate in any way to make the guilty person pay. We will absolve him of all guilt. God can use that forgiving love to melt hardened hearts and change callused lives quicker than anything else in this whole wide world. That is the lesson of Hosea and Gomer, the lesson of forgiveness. God’s love and forgiveness pervade Hosea’s entire prophecy. Please do not misunderstand it. God hates sin; it grieves His heart; He cannot condone it; His perfect righteousness and justice demand that He deal with it. But He still loves sinners and diligently seeks them out and offers them His loving forgiveness.

We need to love like that. We need to forgive like that. We need to drag the festering hurts we have been harboring in our hearts to the cross of Christ—where we laid our own burden of guilt one day and where we found God’s loving forgiveness—and we must leave them all there. When we fully forgive, our minds will be released from the bondage of resentment that has been building a wall between us, and we shall be free to grow in our relationship with each other.