Thursday, November 24, 2011

From an Eleven Year Old

I handed my 11 year old cousin, Cole, my Olympus film Camera.
"Yeah, Cole go ahead take a photo," I said as I showed him how to focus his view. He then ran after his aunt, and brought the camera back, laughing and said,
" I TOOK like SIX pictures!" I called him a terd and he then followed my harsh words with a witty,
"You can delete them, can't you?"
"No, Cole, no I cannot."

Later Cole and I sat the dining table grubbing on our Thanksgiving feast. Cole is pretty darn smart and sometimes the words that come out of his mouth make me spray cranberry sauce out of my nose; he is a born comedian. He turned to me as we were finishing our meal and said, out of the great wide blue,

"Liz, you are like a Swiss army knife."
WHAT ON EARTH IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??? I gave myself about a milli-second of thought to what he may have meant and I almost regretted the next words to come out of my own mouth,
"What do you mean, Cole?"
"I mean you do one amazing thing, and then another amazing thing, and then another and another. You are a Swiss army knife, amazing."
For months I have been wanting to write a well thought out blog post on words and how they affect a person. Words can either negate or uplift and I do believe they have a great power in this world and in our hearts.
I woke up today feeling not so hot. I did not feel pretty, I did not feel nice, I did not feel self-less, I did not feel full of praise, nor did I feel worthy. I did not feel like going on a run, or eating turkey with my family. I woke up today not feeling like much at all.
And then my cousin took my camera and figured out to advance film and subsequently took a bunch of photos... I was an inch close to clobbering the little sneak. And then the little terd came to me with some sweetness.

It is like my cousin discerned years and years of self-deprecating thoughts and decided to shoot those thoughts dead. He really has no idea that I often feel small and worthless, he just acted upon goodness of character and his funny wit. He probably has no idea that he made my day, or rather my month with the words that came out of his young mouth.

In Proverbs 12:18 God tells us straight up,

"The words of the reckless pierce like swords, but the tongue of the wise brings healing. "

I challenge you and myself, because we all know I am not a pro at a life-giving words, give health to another today. It is SO vital for community to uplift and encourage one another. We do enough self-hurt to ourselves we do not need others to heap it on as well.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

In a world of...

I don’t know what you see but what I see is love

It conquers without fail

It conquers sickness, fatigue, mistrust, apathy, gluttony, death and all things yuck

Love towers above the pain and reaches deep down into the pain and crushes it with grace

But it is not an “it”
I do not see “it”
I see HIM

Love is a He, a Him, a His

He owns Love, He charges the enemy with love, He IS love

He conquers without fail

He conquers sickness, fatigue, mistrust, apathy, gluttony, death and all things yuck

God towers above the pain, your pain, our pain, their pain and reaches deep down into the pain, your pain, our pain, their pain and crushes pain with grace



Sunday, June 5, 2011


I have been struggling with what it means to make decisions in this life; real adult decisions that no one else can make for me. Every decision that I make seems heavy, even the little seemingly unimportant decisions.

How does God redeem the bad decisions I make?

I do not feel like I am carrying the weight of the world and then again I do.

So I have trust and I have faith.
I do not have religion but I have Jesus.
In my decision making and my disappointments with myself God redeems.
I trust and He redeems, two way street.

I do not understand the vast ocean that is our God. How does he do that? How does He redeem THIS?

Thursday, April 28, 2011


I cherish this place to write down my well thought out thoughts but I also cherish craziness and ramblings... I would like to introduce you to my tumblr.

I would like you to think as this blogspot and my tumblr as one. Like my blogspot is the thick and filling peanut butter and my tumblr is the sweet sticky jelly mess. The bread? ummm I don't know.
All of that smooshed together makes a sandwich. The sandwich all together signifies God, and His love, and this life he has given me.


Friday, February 18, 2011


We all see out of our own two eyes. No one else can see what the other sees.

So we try to show others what we see through painting, through photography, through film, through music, through speech, through the printed word. When we create it is as if we are allowing another person to stand where we stand; to see what we see and to know our heart.

I think that when God first created us he invited Adam to stand where He stood; to look out at creation and know that it was good; that it is good.

I want to pray that God shows me what He sees in His creation. I want to look at each person exactly as God sees them; precious and beloved, unworthy but so loved that Jesus died for them.

I want to pray that God shows me what He sees in me. I want to look at myself exactly as God sees me; precious and beloved, unworthy but so loved that Jesus died for me…

... Because I cannot even begin to comprehend.

Monday, February 14, 2011

A Love That Chases...

I do not have many good thought out thoughts lately so here is someone else's good thought...