Aubrey, you are appreciated in the world.

"So now you have two families,
One by birth, the other by adoption.
And you have a home where you can get:
your questions answered,
your boo boos bandaged,
your heartaches soothed,
And much needed hugs.
And a place where you can find:
answers to your questions,
your image in the mirror,
a part of yourself,
And much needed hugs.
Two different kinds of families
Two different kinds of love
Both a part of you."

-Aubrey Brooks

It reminds me of what the judge said to you, and how you can never understand how much you gave that day. It reminds me of the adoption we have in Christ, and His unspeakable gift.

(Yours was, too.)

Listening to: the buzz of lights and the ceiling fan.
Mood: I miss you.

I vaguely remember a time when I connected with you on every level. I miss it completely: the quiver of my throat and eyes (closed), enclosed in a friendship hug. It gave me an inkling of proper love, objective and wholly pure, and even the whisper of real sexual anticipation which doesn't say "satisfaction," but "symbiosis."

(I would, in fact, rather need you than want you if that makes things more (or less) clear.)

All the elements are heavy tonight.

"and the least I can offer
is everything I have.
For a sacrifice so pure,
i owe all that i am,
and a sacrifice so pure
deserves my hands."

-Audrey Assad

Please click her name to listen to the song. It's called "Deserves", and there are two other amazing songs, as well.

"You know what they say about gummy bears...if you step in a big
bucket of them, they squish between your toes like little gooey people."

-Julie McDermott

Funniest thing ever.

Listening to: Bird York - In the Deep
Mood: Blown away

Two quotes that have caused the mood:

"One Church: She is sinful, on earth seemingly divided, yet her Saviour isn't. And He clothes her with His own beautiful, righteous robes."
- Gabe Malloy, about 30 minutes ago.

"Who will separate us from the love of Christ? Will tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? Just as it is written,

‘For Your sake we are being put to
death all day long;
we were considered sheep to be
slaughtered.’

But in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
- Romans 8:35-39, about 2000 years ago