Posted by: Becca on: October 28, 2009
To begin, I will begin at the beginning. The beginning of my very first diary, at least. It’s purple, with pink ballet slippers and red roses with green stems all over it. The inside covers are pink, the pages- lined and white, with a place for the date at the top. There’s a little silk [...]
How much does the past matter? Some people dwell on it, some people move as fast and far as they can from it. There is no living in the past, there is no escaping it. To try to do either will only make you crazy. The past – our personal history, is our preface, it’s [...]
So, have I previously mentioned how wonderful doritos are with wine? They are super.
Posted by: Becca on: October 25, 2009
11:26pm Bex:
question
so, why are you the only person on my chat out of 317 people?
i actually checked to make sure I still had friends and they didn’t like mass delete me
11:27pm Rae:
rotfl
11:27pm Bex
i mean, doesn’t everybody get on facebook like 10 times a day?
11:29pm Rae:
it’s kind of sad it made you check to see if [...]
Posted by: Becca on: October 19, 2009
Sometimes, even when I don’t think I’m praying, God likes to jump into my conversations with myself. Kind of like the person standing behind you in line while you’re talking to whomever you’re with (loudly enough for everyone to hear), who just goes ahead and tosses in a passing comment like they were part of [...]
Posted by: Becca on: October 18, 2009
“(469): I love how my brain works. It’s like being on drugs without the costly upkeep.”- texts from last night
I fully agree.
Although, this does mean I can’t say “I was so wasted I…” I have to just say “I was so me, I…
Posted by: Becca on: October 12, 2009
Everybody has a love story. Most of us have several. Not just a love with a person. But a story about love. What we love, why we love it, how we’ve been loved, what it does for us- this love. How it saves us, how it changes us. All our love stories take us places, [...]
Posted by: Becca on: October 9, 2009
Wow, I am really irritated at the way I just had a post deleted while I was working on it. Really really irritated.
So this is going to be shorter and less involved. Because I’m irritated.
I had a dream last night. I was outdoors with a group of people I knew but couldn’t see and someone [...]
Posted by: Becca on: October 2, 2009
I hear the most from God when I am most extremely broken. The broken where you aren’t even angry, aren’t questioning, aren’t trying, aren’t asking, aren’t doing anything but being broken. But that makes sense, since that kind of broken is so extremely open.
Not that I don’t hear from God otherwise, but perhaps I am [...]
