The song in my heart today.....

I know posting song lyrics are not the most entertaining things for you all to read. However, this blog is much like a journal as it can be considering everyone can read it. SO this is me--what is happening to me today. This is my heart. C.S. Lewis once wrote, "Whenever you are fed up with life, start writing: ink is the great cure for all human ills..." So here is goes.....

My life the last six months has been lean to say the least. This whole Christian thing is hard and at times I have been tempted to walk away. But isn't it wonderful how God can use everything, especially disappointment and hurt, to soften our hearts toward HIm? He has opened the floodgates the last couple of days and I am learning so much I can hardly keep up.

One tool He has used is music. Yesterday's song and this one I have played over and over and over. These lyrics are from Waterdeep's Everyone's Beautiful album. But today this is my song. I feel like I am the girl thay are writing about....

"He Will Come"

Soon it will be hammered into what she calls her silly head---that she really isn't silly, but she's beautiful instead. But every time she gets a hold of something pretty-----it slips away. So she keeps hoping that someday soon.......

He will come! He will come! He will comfort all that's hardened---change the deserts into gardens. And we all will see His face. He will come! He will come! He will soften all the starkness; break the chambers of our darkness, and we'll all be overwhelmed.

She spilled her coffee in her Chevy on the way to work at 8:05. She always thought that she was clumsy, and she hated it., and wonders why--she can handle any tragedy that happens, but not little things like this. So she keeps hoping that someday soon--

He will come! He will come! He will comfort all that's hardened---change the deserts into gardens. And we all will see His face. He will come! He will come! He will soften all the starkness; break the chambers of our darkness, and we'll all be overwhelmed.

Within the world of a girl, the words she hears, they mean an awful lot . And the music in her mind when she gets older has the lyrics she was taught. And when she gets to heaven all the right things will be said. And He will look on her with favor......

He will come! He will come! He will comfort all that's hardened---make the deserts into gardens. And we all will see His face. He will come! He will come! He will soften all the starkness; break the chambers of our darkness. We'll all be overwhelmed.

All my scars will turn to fountains......All my valleys into mountains.......And we all will see His face.

He will come! He will come! He will comfort all that's hardened---change the deserts into gardens, and we all will see His face. He will come! He will come! He will soften all the starkness; break the chambers of our darkness, and we'll all be overwhelmed.

All you watchmen lift your voices. Then every boy and girl rejoices---When we'll all be overwhelmed.

Again

"If you want to know real joy in life, then be willing to let pain tutor your soul. The real prizes are never cheap." --Paula Rinehart

"Hush" by Waterdeep

When you feel like the days just drone on and on and on....and you feel like the nights are quickly gone. And on the inside your heart is gaping wide....and on the inside you feel like no one's on your side...well, I Am........I Am.......I Am......I Am

When you thought you could rest, but you found out you were wrong. And there's another need---another battle-----another one more thing that comes along. And on the inside you hear the fall but you hate the falling sound. And on the inside you can't pick another broken piece up off the ground---Well I know......

Hush little baby don't say a word. Daddy's gone and bought you a great big heaven to rest in. He's bought it with blood and put the seal in your heart. It'll give you the hope you need to get up and start .....again.

When all the things you thought you left behind are still hanging on, and everything you try to do right ends up all wrong. And on the inside everyone else seems basically fine, but on the inside even they won't let go of the dead and cling to what's alive....Well I know.....

Hush little baby don't say a word. Daddy's gone and bought you a great big heaven to rest in. He's bought it with blood and put the seal in your heart. It'll give you the hope you need to get up and start .....again. Again. Again. Again.

New meaning to the phrase "two-faced"

Well, we had a typical Oklahoma weekend. We watched about four hours of weather, as severe thunderstorms and tornadic weather swept through the state--including my hometown of Marlow! Norman got rain and some wicked lightning, but no tornados.

The most eventful part of the weekend was playing with this face converter page that Amy found. We played for hours!!! There is a link on her blog to it too, but here is is again if you want it. Click HERE to morph.

You can insert a picture and see what they would look like as another race, gender or artistic rendering. It was so funny doing some pictures. Like, David Cottle as a girl looked a lot like Lauren! And Jenny Van Dyck as a boy looked like her brother Matt. It was strange seeing Chauncey and Robert Hwang as white boys!

For best results, you need a picture where the people are facing straight ahead. Some pictures worked better than others, but it was fun. Here is an example of myself. If you have requests of people you'd like to see and don't have a picture, let me a comment and I will try to upload them soon.

Here is my orginal picture.

Here is African-American Holly.




Here is East-Asia Holly.




Here is (India) Indian Holly.



Here is MALE Holly...
Very disturbing !!!

Have fun with this....I have everyone's prayer guide pictures, so I will be busy! :)

You can go with this, or you can go with that.....

It is Friday and a long weekend.....makes me want to dance like Christopher Walken.

So many times we want to change other people....which we can't do. Yet we are unwilling to change ourselves, which we can do.

"It is easier to put on slippers than to carpet the whole world."

Top 10 Reasons I Love my Job

10. Variety--each day is different.
09. Answering the phones--never know who or what you'll get!
08. Free food--thanks C-Young, Chris, Robert, Tony, K-Lai, Rita, Debby, Britt, Crumpy, Tygre, Jenny, and everyone else I forgot to list.
07. Co-workers--they are pretty cool! But you've got to watch that Chris Goree! : )
06. Random occurances--like today watching Stine try to blow up a balloon an nearly pass out.
05. It keeps me young....I think.
04. Casual dress. Trust me, once you get a "real" job, you'll know why this is such a perk.
03. Getting paid to go on Spring Break.
02. Getting paid to hang out with college students.
01. Hearing, "Holly, I have a question...." a million times a day, and knowing the answer.

Ten Years Later

This post is going to date me. Ten years ago today I was a senior in high school. I didn't have class until second hour, which started around 9:30 or so, if I remember correctly. Back then my dad and I would share the car, so he would come home each morning from work to take me to school.

On April 19, 1995 he came in earlier than normal, so I was still getting ready for school. He turned on the TV and watched as I gathered my stuff. I remember walking into the living room and seeing what was on TV and trying to reconcile in my mind what it meant and what was going on. The bombing had just happened and news crews were just getting on the scene.

We watched until I had to go to school. I remember being captivated by the events and it seemed like time stood still that day. I was the first one at my school that knew what had happened. I went to the office and told them, and the news quickly spread throughout my little school.

My first class was a history class where I was a TA (teacher’s aid). We turned on the TV and watched. The rest of the day we sat in class and watched.

We had some band members in OKC that day--in the Myriad. They heard and felt the blast, but everyone was okay. No one I knew personally was killed on that day, but I remember thinking I was witnessing history. I can’t believe it has been ten years.