and she took a bite of the fruit and it was...

bitter. Nothing is more cancerous to the soul than fellowshipping with the "Bitter Betty's" of this world. I know our world is a crappy place, and people suck, and everyone's in it for the money, and no one cares, and blah, blah, blah...I mean seriously do we not have anything else in this life to rant and rave about, except what pisses us off, or who is annoying us, or whatever. Okay maybe I am sounding a bit bitter now. I resolve to never become a "Bitter Betty!" Yes, things surely suck from time to time, but can't we see any goodness in life anymore? i know it's there. Maybe the eyes of our heart are too blinded by bitterness to recognize it anymore. I know its hard to find, but if we seek it out, if we soften our hearts, we just might catch that rare glimpse. and who knows that mere glimpse can turn into an amazing experience to be had. Share a kind word, a smile, a sunset, a good song, an inspirational verse or poem. It is possible to see the world without bitterness. Look hard enough and you'll find it. Stop complaining and you'll hear it. May our souls never be soured by bitterness.

and she took a bite of the fruit and it was...
sweet!

missed it by that much...

Can I just say...watching Get Smart is like the best therapy for an awful and exhausting day!

i have a mad crush on the ridiculous hilarious beady eyed maxwell smart. "And Loving it!"

Sunday Thought...

"Without a vision for your life, without a sense of purpose, you will begin to die a slow death...it is hope that keeps us alive. Hope is the fuel through which we create the future." ~Erwin McManus

Sundays are always thoughtful days. They are slower days where one can take the time to reflect, enjoy deep dialouge with good friends and family, go to church, read a book, bask in the quiet evenings, and rejuvanate and prepare for the new week ahead.

I don't know where I would be, or anyone for that matter without hope for the future. Hope is fuel. Hope fuels our plans, visions, and expectations for the future. i have found that expectation and anticipation are by far the greatest experiences of being human. While some may deem that a depressing thought, I find it to be quite encouraging. Without hope, expectation, and anticipation, I would find nothing good about the future. However, it is with expectation and anticipation that I eagerly await a hope filled future. Even if more trials befall me throughout this year, and the rest of my life for that matter, which of course is inevitable, life is still worth a great deal when we are holding onto hope.

Summer in February

most of the time i love living in Southern California. i mean we've got the best weather, they say. being a lifer here i can notice when the small subtle changes of the seasons. everyone loves our constant summer, and while summer is glorious, i love all the shades and seasons southern california offers. you just have to look real close. i adore the shorter days when fall shows its colors around late October, and come december a few bare trees reflect signs of winter. some 40 degree nights call for a heater and a cup of hot tea in early january, and then the flowers bloom, and the pool warms up, and spring arrives bringing me to my knees with its quiet beauty.

but today is different. it doesn't abide by the season's rules. the middle stretch of the shortest month of they year has been unseasonably warm, even for us. summer has crept in early, and greets us warmly on this clear blue february day.

it certainly won't last, and i am thankful for that, but for today it romances all my senses as i bask in the glory of my early summer, and head out to the beach to dab my toes in the beautiful pacific.