Movie Adaptations

you know, it's funny how some things look so different in your mind's eye than they do on the screen. it is really weird. sometimes i think "wow, this is just like i pictured," but more often it seems i'm thinking "this is so much lamer than i expected."

Just Now

just now i sneezed and in the process banged my forehead against my knee. you can see things are still going rather oddly for me.

i promise to write something substantial as soon as things at least somewhat settle down around here. the earliest? probably thursday evening.

psalm 130 (from the depths of woe) is one of my favorites at the moment. takes you through the emotions of a whole experience.

Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

it turns out that serious tooth-pain is excruciating. this is quite nasty and highly distracting. i cannot concentrate and i have a very hard time talking.

and no, in case you were wondering, the tooth-trouble has nothing to do with the car accident.

One of These Days

hey. this is a song i've been listening to alot lately - like repetitively. it's not a sandra (shocking, i know) - it's by a new singer named jill paquette.

One of These Days

it's been so long, said it's been too long
can't remember when i've felt so known
You're so warm, shelter me from the storm
and the fears that are just so cold

they're telling me things get messy when you care
things are messy everywhere
don't i know it, don't i show it
every time i look away
cause what can i do what can i say
to help myself
or to help anybody else?

You meet me in my need
You bring new life to me
and you go beyond what i feel
Your life brought more than freedom
Your love brought time - just what i needed
to see i needed You

one of these days
it will be easier to
mean what i say
if i remember each and
every day
that this world is not my home
and i never walk alone
and before time began my days were known
by You

You meet me in my need
You bring new life to me
and You go beyond what i feel
Your life brought more than freedom
Your love brought time - just what i needed
to see i needed You

one of these days
it will be easier to
mean what i say
if i remember each and
every day
that this world is not my home
and i never walk alone
and before time began
my days were known
by You

i am still alive

that's all for now. :)

doubt

yes, indeedy, folks - it's time for another sandra lyric. this time, though, it's a more philosophical song inspired by CS Lewis' marvelous book Till We Have Faces, which i wrote a paper on. (it was actually the best paper i've written to date, so you know what that means - i've been a bum writer for the last year.)

anyway, if you don't know the book, you should go read it. i won't even try to help you understand any of it - i'm not going to facillitate you not reading it. you can make that horrid decision on your own. ;-)

ok, here's the song. if you haven't read the book, you probably won't have any idea what it's about. (if that occurs, see above.) ps, the tune to this song is magnificently appropriate.

doubt
You whisper in some other language
gospel songs and hidden things
and when i call You in the midnight
i cannot find a phone that rings
You show to one Your kindest favor
and make one go numb

so speak it plain or leave it out
cause i see it plain - love drawn with doubt
i'm made to serve my own device
till You speak it plain

You take my troubles like a river
You drain them slow down to the dregs
i pour myself down through the floorboards
and paint my image in the glass
in myth and reason we uncover
what effort could not win

so speak it plain or leave it out
cause i see it plain - love drawn with doubt
i'm made to serve my own device
until You come and set things right
i have no words and i have no face
till You speak it plain

i wanna know this love without a doubt
i wanna know this love will find me out
i wanna know that the wrong will be made right
i wanna know some peace tonight

and in the dark and holy places
i just come undone

so speak it plain or leave it out
cause i see it plain - love drawn with doubt
i'm made to serve my own device
until You come and set things right
i have no words
i have no face
until You come to speak it plain
i have no words and i have no face
till You speak it plain
would You speak it plain?

i wanna know love without a doubt
i wanna know love

The Importance of Being Earnest

this is what i'm reading right now for my wilde directed reading. moral foibles aside, this guy is hysterical!
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[Cecily and Algernon are discussing their engagement, which Cecily insists has been in place for nearly 3 months, though they just met today. Also to be noted is the fact that Cecily thinks that Algernon is Ernest, the scoundrel brother of her guardian. He's not.]

Algernon: Darling! And when was the engagedment actually settled?
Cecily: On the 14th of February last. Worn out by your entire ignorance of my existence, I determined to end the matter one way oor the other, and after a long struggle wiht myself I accepted you one evening in the garden. The next day I bought this little ring in your name. You see I always wear it, Ernest, and though it shows that you are sadly extravagant, still I have long ago forgiven you for that. Here in this drawer are all the little presents I have given you from time to time, neatly numbered and labelled. This is the pearl necklace you gave me on my birthday. And this is the box in which I keep all your letters. (Opens box and produces letters tied up with blue ribbon.)
Algernon: My letters! But my own sweet Cecily, I have never written you any letters.
Cecily: You need hardly remind me of that, Ernest. I remember it only too well. I grew tired of asking the postman every morning if he had a London letter for me. My health began to give way under the strain and anxiety. So I wrote your letters for you, and had them posted to me in the village by my maid. I wrote always three times a week and sometimes oftener.
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and everyone wonders why i'm laughing so much...

Of All the Dreadful Things To Say...

... i am glad i don't know anyone mean enough to say this:

"how often have i wished that i possessed as little personal Beauty as you do; that my figure were as inelegant; my face as unlovely; and my Appearance as unpleasing as yours! but ah! what little chance is there of so desirable an Event; i have had the Small-pox, and must therefore submit to my unhappy fate." ("Lesley Castle" by Jane Austen, juvenalia [sp?])

Gravity

i saw sandra this weekend in knoxville, as you know, so you must have seen this coming.

everyone MUST go buy her new album off her website. seriously. it's incredible.

ok, so here's the closest thing to a title track she's got on this one. keep in mind the image of an apple falling off a tree in the context of john 12:24 ("truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit"). also remember the whole encounter with God moses has in exodus 3 ("do not come any closer... take off your sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy ground." - exodus 3:5).

take off your shoes
where it burns red fire
in the sacred place
with a new desire
the more that i speak, the less that i understand

you fall from the tree to the ground
and gravity love, it takes you down
till your heart comes free in who you're meant to be
just like gravity

step from the ledge
truth falls fast
standing in the shade
with the weak and the blessed
and the night of tears is breaking into a day of son

and you fall from the tree to the ground
and gravity love, it takes you down
till your heart comes free in who you're made to be
just like gravity

wake up, dead man
rise from your sleep
wake up and come to Me

and you fall from the tree to the ground
and gravity love, it takes you down
till your heart comes free in who you're made to be
just like gravity

light comes in
and now i see
when i hear my name
like You're washing me
i can walk on water if You hold out Your hand

and you fall from the tree to the ground
and gravity love, it takes you down
till your heart comes free in who you're made to be
just like gravity

This Weekend

this weekend is the roadtrip to knoxvegas to hear sandra play and see a dear friend who is now knockin' 'em dead at UT. so that will be a fun slieu of events.

i love driving.

Some Things

some things are cheapened when they are made widely, publicly accessible. that is why i haven't posted much substantive stuff lately - alot of such things have been happening, and i don't feel like talking about it here. so i thought that bore explanation.

i will say this: i am really really regretting my decision to take 700 hours of english. actually, that's not true: i just don't like this stupid poetry background reading. i think i will skip it.

the purpose of the law is believers having Christ for their righteousness - name this paraphrased passage!

I Can't Get No

mashed potatoes. I can't get no mashed potatoes but I try and I try and I try and I try -
I can't get no mashed potatoes. No no no.

i have a cold.

and i have plenty of mashed potato access at le pit. don't panic.

I Can't Help It

i absolutely love this song and i have a compulsive desire to put it up. so here we go... :)

for all the saints

for all the saints who from their labors rest,
who, Thee, by faith, before the world confessed,
Thy Name, o Jesus, be forever blessed;
allelujah, allelu

Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might,
Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight;
Thou in the darkness drear their one true Light;
allelujah, allelu

o may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold
fight as the saints who nobly fought of old
and win with them the victors' crown of gold
allelujah, allelu

and when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,
steals on the ear the distant triumph song,
and hearts are brave again and arms are strong;
allelujah, allelu

the golden evening brightens in the west;
soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest;
sweet is the calm of paradise the blessed;
allelujah, allelu

but, lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day!
the saints triumphant rise in bright arrray;
the King of glory passes on His way -
allelujah, allelu

from earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast -
through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,
singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
"allelujah, allelujah"

FACT:

rootie is my homegirl

I'm Tired and Lazy

so tonight i'm just posting the lyrics to a great andy peterson song. as a matter of fact, andy is selling the cd this song comes from (which is EXCELLENT) for really cheap. you can get 5 of them for $10. check it out on his website. beat that, itunes.

All Shall Be Well

we touched down on the sound at the top of the world
in the land of the midnight sun
where the frozen river melts away and breaks into a run
into the sea, into the mighty waves
that waited just to see it
from a long way off that river thawed and the tide ran out to meet it
"welcome home, unfrozen river, welcome home"

'cause all shall be well, all shall be well
break the chains of the gates of hell
still all manner of things will be well

see the quiet hearts of the children of the children of this land
they have stayed alive in the day-long night
by the fires that warm their hands
there is a wilderness inside them,
it is dark and thick and deep
and beside the fire at the heart of that wood
is a precious missing sheep
so go on in, hold your torch, and let it shine

'cause all shall be well, all shall be well
break the chains of the gates of hell,
still all manner of things will be well
all shall be well, all shall be well
the Word of God will never fail
and all manner of things will be well

there's a light in the darkness
there's an end to the night

i saw the sun go down on a frozen ocean as the man in the moon was rising
and he rode the night all full and bright
with his face at the far horizon
and the night can be so long, so long
you think you'll never get up again
but listen now, it's a mighty cloud of
witnesses around you - they say
"hold on, just hold on,
hold on to the end
and all shall be well"...