the in-between.

"I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My loves not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts , my emotions as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time..." -SYLVIA PLATH (from the unabridged journals of sylvia plath)

One of my favorite things to do is to write down other people's thoughts...It's like being in someone else's shoes-- I'm thinking the thoughts they were once thinking. And yet, my perspective is still distinctly different, and I am placed in between my thoughts and theirs. Nonetheless, I love being welcomed into this mystery of finding where in the core of their being, where their thoughts come from. Alas, I never know if I make sense. I do know thatAbba's thoughts are higher than mine, and "as the heavens for height and the earth for depth, so the heart of kings is unsearchable" [Proverbs 25:3]. His depths are unfathomable, but He invites me to search Him, and promises me that He would let Himself be found.

Returning to the idea of "in-between," I enjoy that place, it makes things exciting and at the same time terrifying. Exciting because I'm anticipating what's next, but also terrifying because it causes me to lean. And isn't that exactly what Jesus calls us to? haha

On other things... here is a peek into my life currently:

this is fall.

a certain Somebody took me rowing in a boat.

Revelation of the week: It is a miracle for people to love.