Walnut St./Queen St./Lemon St.

Took a stroll around the block today and the light was epic!

Heading North

I was so determined to get home from South Carolina, and would have made it had they not shut down the highway! So now I'm stuck in a hotel in Virginia, awaiting a chance to keep driving. This is the story of my day yesterday...

I have felt the need to be intentional about taking pictures. It is far to easy for me to put my camera in its bag and not think about it for weeks! That's not good, as it leaves me always feeling kind of rusty and uninspired. So I have been stopping for little bits of my day and am taking pictures of things that I might have ordinarily not paid much attention too. So this is my subject, Aslan, who is king of the household. The name is very befitting.

The woods behind the house looked quite mysterious, so I went exploring...

An opportunity to help!

South Carolina

30 w
83 n
581 w
81 s
77 s

Roads, hours, cars, songs, prayers, aches. That was my day yesterday. 8.5 hours from Lancaster to Fort Mill. Turning into Regent Park felt good. I miss this place.

And an evening ensued with much laughter, food, and good friends. I REALLY miss this place.

South Side

Billy and I cruised the south side this afternoon. It was a beautiful day!





And this, folks, is Hollywood....

Red Eyes

what are you waiting for,
the day is gone?
I said I'm waiting for dawn

what are you aiming for
out here alone?
I said I'm aiming for home

holding on, holding on

with red eyes
What are you looking for?
with red eyes
red eyes

all of my days are spent
within this skin
within this cage that I'm in

nowhere feels safe to me
nowhere feels home
even in crowds I'm alone

holding on, holding on

every now and then I see you dreaming
every now and then I see you cry
every now and then I see you reaching,
reaching for the other side
what are you waiting for?

{switchfoot}

Easy Love

oh Love. If only you were easy.

Sometimes it is. I mean it's easy to love those that love you. It's easy to give it back when someone else is making the first step. It's hard to take the first step and point love in a direction you haven't pointed it before. It's easy to give love when it doesn't cost you something. That's easy. What's hard, is loving when I don't feel like it. Loving when love isn't returned. Giving of yourself when you don't receive anything in return. I've been thinking about how I haven't spent myself on behalf of anyone in a long time. I have made no effort to pour myself into something other then my selfishness. Reveling in my easy life, with my "problems"(Ha!) consuming my mind.

I profess to be a christian, but sound much like a resounding gong, because of my lack of love.

When asked if he was a Christian, Ghandi would reply, "Ask the poor who the Christians are."
If you asked any of the poor around here who the Christians are, my name would definitely not be mentioned.

I've been struggling with my selfishness lately. My eyes are being opened to the reality that I have largely been focused on myself and have failed to pursue anything other then that. Easy love has resided in my heart, but is that even love?

"If it doesn't break your heart, is it love?
No, if it doesn't break your heart its not enough"{switchfoot}

All attempts have failed
All my heads are tails
She's got teary eyes
I've got reasons why

I'm so confused
What's true or false?
What's fact or fiction after all?
I feel like I'm an apparition's pet

But you haven't lost me yet
You haven't lost me yet
I'll run until my heart breaks in
No you haven't lost me yet

These days pass me by
I dream with open eyes
Nightmares haunt my days
Visions blur my nights
I'm loosing ground and gaining speed
I've lost myself or most of me
I'm headed for the final precipice

But you haven't lost me yet
You haven't lost me yet
I'll sing until my heart caves in
No you haven't lost me yet

Ooooooo, ooooo, yeah

If it doesn't break
If it doesn't break
If it doesn't break your heart is it love?
No, if it doesn't break your heart it's not enough
It's when you're breaking down with your insides coming out
That's when you find out what your heart is made up of

And you haven't lost me yet
No you haven't lost me yet
I'll sing until my heart caves in
No you haven't lost me yet


-switchfoot-