Sunday, March 20, 2011

Jasmine/Plantation Mint/Sleepytime



I didn't want to edit this. I like the grainy, real quality of it. Looking at this definitely reminds me that Victoria's not a little girl anymore. It hurts me to think that.


My week of different kinds of teas was delightful.
I'll have to think of another thing to do in a while.

Have a splendid week. Be grateful for your life if you are happy. And know that there is always a feathery hope if you are not.
Mary Emily

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Constant Comment

For Japan.
You're in my prayers.


Yesterday, I was really overwhelmed by love and excitement (and too much caffeine) so I couldn't think straight enough to share what a great day I had.
Wednesdays are generally fantastic. It starts with God, coffee, and good friends in the morning-so obviously the rest of the day is great.
Yesterday was especially good because I met with Amy and had a really in-depth conversation with her about our generation. I'll write about that some other time.
Then I had Creek Kids.
The most amazing thing happened. TEN kids were there. I counted. Also (quick flashback) two summers ago I was in charge of crafts for Creek Kids (then just "rainbow creek"). I met the cutest little boy named KJ. We joked around the whole summer and I really missed him. So I walk up last night, and there stands KJ. And I said "Hi! KJ! You probably don't remember me!" and He just smiles and says "Emily!".
My heart was melted to pieces by this time. I know in my heart that God wants me and the others to continue witnessing to the children of rainbow creek.
After Rainbow Creek, I sped downtown (not really...but sorta) to the Warehouse to see John Mark McMillan (see last post) play music.
To be honest, I didn't really know much of his stuff besides "How He Loves" and "Skeleton Bones". His music style isn't my favorite, but his lyrics definitely compensate for that. He spoke about how he doesn't want to make a commercial out of his music. He wants to make art. I thought that was really important. Check him out. Even if you don't like his music, read his lyrics and just appreciate them.
Mary Emily

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Vanilla Rooibos

Death In His Grave (Performance Video) from john mark mcmillan on Vimeo.



John Mark McMillan.
Creek Kids.
Heartfelt Conversations.
Coffee.
Tea.
Photos.
Servant Team.
My day in a nutshell.


Oh how He loves me.

Mary Emily

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Echinacea Wellness




Today was long, long, long. and rainy, rainy, rainy.
Wellness tea definitely made me feel nice this morning.
Mary Emily

Monday, March 14, 2011

Bengal Spice





week-long challenge nonsense again.
this week I'm drinking a different kind of tea everyday.
today, I enjoyed the cinnamon-goodness of Bengal Spice tea.
spring is singing her alluring song. she sings of purple. and petals. and grey rainy days. and sun sun sun.
Mary Emily

Sunday, March 13, 2011

I was teased by your blouse

spit out by your mouth.


Oh creature fear.



it's been a while.
today was just one of those days where you spend the whole day in a state of awe. I am in awe of how much I am blessed. I have friends. I have a home. I am not washed away by water. Or suppressed by an evil dictator. I am so free.

so cherish your freedom. and be thankful.
Mary Emily

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

late night thoughts.

just two:
life is so beautiful. as cliche as it is to say, it's really true. every minute is an absolute joy to have and a gift.

people are meant to be loved. I'm not always the most loving person...a lot. but I should be. and I'm trying. because, no matter what, every person is a story book, with pages and pictures and everything...and they should be appreciated for the fact that they are a unique being created by a unique God.

that's all.
goodnight.
mary emily