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Saturday, 31 October 2009

  • Open My Eyes

    I open my eyes
    and I see someone
    who’s never been a prize
    to anyone

    And I see her face
    when I look in the mirror
    And I see her place
    in world

    And she’s not a beautiful girl
    she’s not a beautiful girl
    she’s not a beautiful girl

    God, You take my hands
    away from my face
    and You hold me tight
    in Your embrace

    You open my eyes
    to the face in the mirror
    with You by my side
    I see so much clearer

    You call me a beautiful girl
    Call me a beautiful girl
    You call me a beautiful girl

    So I lift up Your name
    And cling Your grace
    By Your Holy Spirit
    I’m not the same

    You made me a beautiful girl
    Made me a beautiful girl
    I am a beautiful girl

Saturday, 19 September 2009

  • Pull my petals tight around me
    gentle, soft, strong
    hold on
    wait
    watch as they grow
    not by their own force
    smile
    hope
    pray
    gentle, soft, strong
    wonder
    be amazed
    a miracle inside
    and to think...

    When I bloom,
    I'll be a mommy.

Tuesday, 25 August 2009

  • Well...

    What can I say? It happened. The bottom fell out. Man.

    I could take this as an assault. I could give fight to the enemy. I could stand in a battle... A battle that's already been won. But I won't.

    Because if yesterday, the day when I was so hopeful and my face shone with excitement, was the day that the Lord had made, then it stands to reason that the Lord also made today. And I still believe. So even if today my face shines only with tears, just as yesterday I will lift my hands and say, "This is the day the Lord has made; [I will] rejoice and be glad in it." -Psalms 118:24

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

  • Growing up...

    As I've gotten older, the world has gotten bigger, I have understood less and less, and my mom has become smarter and smarter. I've experienced more, lost more, and loved more. And I've become acutely aware of my ly own limitations. Because I can't do everything. I can't. And growing up, I never knew that. I never knew that it would come down to a very few, specific and necessary decisions that would become who I am and what I can and cannot do. I'm learning. And along the way, I'm discovering what is most important to me.




    Mrs. Darling: There are many different kinds of bravery. There's the bravery of thinking of others before one's self. Now, your father has never brandished a sword nor fired a pistol, thank heavens. But he has made many sacrifices for his family, and put away many dreams. 
    Michael: Where did he put them? 
    Mrs. Darling: He put them in a drawer. And sometimes, late at night, we take them out and admire them. But it gets harder and harder to close the drawer... He does. And that is why he is brave. 
    -Peter Pan (2003)

Sunday, 02 August 2009

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