I find that lyrics can more eloquently express my thoughts than I can. These songs sum up my summer fairly well... Once I'm unpacked, I'll post a few excerpts from my summer journal, and a few pictures.
"Summers almost over and I think I'm changing colors,
It's time to lose myself again
Oh and I've been thinking this year
Maybe I'll be something better
Maybe I'll lose some of this selfish skin
Look into the mirror and it all becomes much clearer
I'm not quite who I once was
But I don’t mind these changes that time and age might bring us
As long as it brings me closer to You.
I'm not scared of being what You want me to
Put me together so that I look more like You
I'm not scared of being what You want me to
Put me together so that I look more like You
I'd do anything, yeah I'd do anything"
-Hibernation Pieces, Ruth
"So long sweet summer
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
So long sweet summer
I fell into you
Now you're gracefully falling away
Hey thanks
Thanks for that summer
It's cold where you're going
I hope that your heart's always warm
I gave you the best
Gave you the best that I have."
-So Long, Sweet Summer; Dashboard Confessional
"Let's have a talk about the good times
But you were always giving in
Let's have a talk about the good times
Boy, you were only giving in
The summer is over and I doubt
I doubt I'll be seeing you around
I'll be seeing you around"
-Summer, Man; Taking Back Sunday
"And friends are friends forever
If the Lord's the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
For the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands we know
That a lifetime's not too long
To live as friends."
-Friends, Michael W. Smith
"Splashing through the sandbar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life like when and where."
-All Summer Long, Kid Rock *gags*
"Lead me to the cross, where Your love poured out.
Bring me to my knees, Lord I lay me down.
Rid me of myself, I belong to You.
Lord lead me, lead me to the cross."
-Lead me to the Cross, Hillsong
"When the oceans rise, and thunders roar
I will soar with You, above the storm
Father, You are King, over the flood
I will be still, Know You are God."
-Oceans Rise, Hillsong
"And how can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Could You tell me, how could it be, any better, any better than this?
Because You're all I want, You're all I need, You're everything, everything."
-Everything, Lifehouse
"Raise your voice in song!
Sing the whole day long!
Hiawatha, sing of Christ, the truth, the WA-A-A-AY
Let His praises ring *whoop*
To the coming King
Hiawatha, sing of Christ
Who lives todaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"
-Hiawatha, Otis Skilling(s?)
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
A Third Person Definition of the Author
She loves Jesus with everything in her, and is ready to devote her life to Him. She'll hug you, every time she sees you. She loves to laugh really hard. Stargazing is one of her favorite things to do. She's not going to tell you how she really feels, but if you pay attention to the lyrics of music she's listening to, you'll figure it out. She'll try to solve your problems and make things better for you. If you speak Spanish to her, she'll probably cry tears of joy.
She loves intensely. The strings of her heart are tied to so many people, and she doesn't like to let go. Change is hard for her. Slowly but surely, she's learning how to trust. If you let her, she'll talk to you for hours. She couldn't carry a tune in a basket (or the Atlantic Ocean... thanks Levi), but that doesn't stop her from singing with the windows down at the top of her lungs.
She loves driving through Hillsdale County with her friends. If she was allowed to, she would live with her Grandma and Grandpa Baker. Very few people see her as she sees herself. This reality is slowly sinking in.
She loves intensely. The strings of her heart are tied to so many people, and she doesn't like to let go. Change is hard for her. Slowly but surely, she's learning how to trust. If you let her, she'll talk to you for hours. She couldn't carry a tune in a basket (or the Atlantic Ocean... thanks Levi), but that doesn't stop her from singing with the windows down at the top of her lungs.
She loves driving through Hillsdale County with her friends. If she was allowed to, she would live with her Grandma and Grandpa Baker. Very few people see her as she sees herself. This reality is slowly sinking in.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Peru 2009
'Ello readers.
Anyway, my mom and I are returning to Peru this year, as I'm sure you know.
I have created a blog for this trip:
www.alyssaperu2009.blogspot.com
Check it out :)
Anyway, my mom and I are returning to Peru this year, as I'm sure you know.
I have created a blog for this trip:
www.alyssaperu2009.blogspot.com
Check it out :)
An Afternoon in the Country
It's sunny and 70 degrees, a perfect afternoon weather-wise. I'm riding in the cab of an old, red Ford truck. The windows are rolled down and the breeze is pouring in. Grandpa's truck smells familiar, like childhood. The red leather seat is warm, but not scorching.
The rolling fields pass by, intermittently broken up by farmhouses and faded red barns. The occasional foal or calf is cause for great excitement in the truck. The goat in the back bleats from time to time, her bell ringing merrily as the truck bounces down the road.
The sun warms my face and the wind strokes my hair. An Amish man waves as he passes us in his buggy. As the goat bleats again, the smell of freshly mowed grass tickles my nostrils.
I lean back on the seat next to my grandpa and my cousin. Three generations of Bakers, riding home from doing farm chores. This is happiness, I think, as I close my eyes contentedly. This is what it's all about.
The rolling fields pass by, intermittently broken up by farmhouses and faded red barns. The occasional foal or calf is cause for great excitement in the truck. The goat in the back bleats from time to time, her bell ringing merrily as the truck bounces down the road.
The sun warms my face and the wind strokes my hair. An Amish man waves as he passes us in his buggy. As the goat bleats again, the smell of freshly mowed grass tickles my nostrils.
I lean back on the seat next to my grandpa and my cousin. Three generations of Bakers, riding home from doing farm chores. This is happiness, I think, as I close my eyes contentedly. This is what it's all about.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
A Blank Page
A friend made a comment in passing a few weeks ago about giving God a blank page of your life. That has been stuck in my mind ever since, repeating itself over and over.
So often, I tell God I want to do His will, IF His will includes *insert activity I can't miss here.* If His will means missing something I want to do, I'm upset.
I'll pray and ask God to tell me what He wants with my life, but I assume it will include an activity I'm currently in. I'm taking Spanish, so God must want me to end up in South America. I'm in debate, so maybe I'll do some sort of public speaking. I love kids, so I'm probably be a teacher- and so my thoughts go.
A completely blank page is nearly incomprehensible to me. To say to God, "Here is a BLANK PAGE of my life," is hard for me. I like to be in control, to know what's going on, to have things planned out.
I need to give Him a completely blank page. Free of MY hopes and dreams, my "commitments," my friends- for Him to fill with HIS hopes and dreams for me.
So often, I tell God I want to do His will, IF His will includes *insert activity I can't miss here.* If His will means missing something I want to do, I'm upset.
I'll pray and ask God to tell me what He wants with my life, but I assume it will include an activity I'm currently in. I'm taking Spanish, so God must want me to end up in South America. I'm in debate, so maybe I'll do some sort of public speaking. I love kids, so I'm probably be a teacher- and so my thoughts go.
A completely blank page is nearly incomprehensible to me. To say to God, "Here is a BLANK PAGE of my life," is hard for me. I like to be in control, to know what's going on, to have things planned out.
I need to give Him a completely blank page. Free of MY hopes and dreams, my "commitments," my friends- for Him to fill with HIS hopes and dreams for me.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Band of the Week- 3/6-3/13
I've decided that I'm going to start posting a "Band of the Week" entry... This one's a little late, but I want to get another one in before... um. Yeah. It's a secret. Anyway.
This week's band is The Classic Crime. Hailing from Seattle, The Classic Crime consists of Matt MacDonald (vocals), Justin DeQue (guitar), Robbie Negrin (guitar), Skip Erickson (drums), and Alan Clark (bass). The band is "labeled" as alternative/indie/rock. However, these vague labels come nowhere near describing the sheer beauty and energy of their music.
Although the band does not label themselves as a "Christian band," they are signed with Tooth and Nail Records. Many of their lyrics speak of a deep faith, hope in something more than the world, and love. Their latest album, "A Silver Cord," is a metaphor taken from the Old Testament.
This band has incredible talent and a sound all their own. The songs are catchy without being annoying, and make you think without shoving anything down your throat.
Lyric samples:
Don't waste your time if you've got it /The tides are turning now/You are not alone
-We All Look Elsewhere- Albatross- 2006
And I hope you know that Someone out there loves you/So don't give yourself away/and don't listen to them when they say/"This is the way that you are."
-The Way That You Are-The Silver Cord-2008
I've got a sneaking suspicion/That hindsight only favors good vision.
-5805- The Silver Cord- 2008
So I will sing/and you will hear me/and join the chorus so we can start again/Our voices raised
are flawed but freeing/our souls so we can change and start again.
-Sing- The Silver Cord- 2008
I still hold the belief that we are free/that we don't need the rules to see/that despite what we've done, we're not alone/We're closer than we think to home
-Closer than We Think- The Silver Cord- 2008
Oh, all the memories we had/framed in our minds like photographs/take a second, take a second/and make this last/here's where the future meets the past.
This week's band is The Classic Crime. Hailing from Seattle, The Classic Crime consists of Matt MacDonald (vocals), Justin DeQue (guitar), Robbie Negrin (guitar), Skip Erickson (drums), and Alan Clark (bass). The band is "labeled" as alternative/indie/rock. However, these vague labels come nowhere near describing the sheer beauty and energy of their music.
Although the band does not label themselves as a "Christian band," they are signed with Tooth and Nail Records. Many of their lyrics speak of a deep faith, hope in something more than the world, and love. Their latest album, "A Silver Cord," is a metaphor taken from the Old Testament.
This band has incredible talent and a sound all their own. The songs are catchy without being annoying, and make you think without shoving anything down your throat.
Lyric samples:
Don't waste your time if you've got it /The tides are turning now/You are not alone
-We All Look Elsewhere- Albatross- 2006
And I hope you know that Someone out there loves you/So don't give yourself away/and don't listen to them when they say/"This is the way that you are."
-The Way That You Are-The Silver Cord-2008
I've got a sneaking suspicion/That hindsight only favors good vision.
-5805- The Silver Cord- 2008
So I will sing/and you will hear me/and join the chorus so we can start again/Our voices raised
are flawed but freeing/our souls so we can change and start again.
-Sing- The Silver Cord- 2008
I still hold the belief that we are free/that we don't need the rules to see/that despite what we've done, we're not alone/We're closer than we think to home
-Closer than We Think- The Silver Cord- 2008
Oh, all the memories we had/framed in our minds like photographs/take a second, take a second/and make this last/here's where the future meets the past.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Honey Garlic Chicken Fried Rice
Per Jenney's request. Keep in mind that besides the sauce, this is entirely my own creation. Feel free to tweak it :)
Serves one famished person, two hungry people, or three people with virtually no appetite. Basically, serve it to two.
Sauce:
1 tsp garlic salt
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp mustard
3 tsp soy sauce
1/2 cup vinegar- I would recommend red wine vinegar, but white works too
1/2 cup honey
1/2 cup ketchup
Combine ingredients in a small mixing bowl, beat with whisk until mixed, set aside
*optional* add 2-3 tsp fresh squeezed orange juice to taste.
Chicken:
Bake two boneless skinless chicken breasts. (20-35 min each) Halfway through baking time, slit with a knife and pour 1/4 cup of sauce on each.
Cut chicken into one inch cubes, or shred it if you prefer.
Rice: **wait until chicken is done cooking for this step!!**
one cup instant rice
2 tbsp butter or margarine
one egg
small skillet
Cook instant rice following normal instructions. Melt butter in a small skillet. When butter is melted, drop in the egg. "Scramble" the egg as usual. When egg is fully cooked, add the rice and approx. one cup of sauce. Stirring continuously, add the chicken breast.
Pour in approx. 1/2 cup of remaining sauce. (Note: You kind of have to "eyeball" how much sauce to use. The sauce will soak in to the rice as you cook, but you don't want it to end up soupy.)
Pour into bowls and serve.
Goes great with the egg drop soup from Sam the Cooking Guy.
Serves one famished person, two hungry people, or three people with virtually no appetite. Basically, serve it to two.
Sauce:
1 tsp garlic salt
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp mustard
3 tsp soy sauce
1/2 cup vinegar- I would recommend red wine vinegar, but white works too
1/2 cup honey
1/2 cup ketchup
Combine ingredients in a small mixing bowl, beat with whisk until mixed, set aside
*optional* add 2-3 tsp fresh squeezed orange juice to taste.
Chicken:
Bake two boneless skinless chicken breasts. (20-35 min each) Halfway through baking time, slit with a knife and pour 1/4 cup of sauce on each.
Cut chicken into one inch cubes, or shred it if you prefer.
Rice: **wait until chicken is done cooking for this step!!**
one cup instant rice
2 tbsp butter or margarine
one egg
small skillet
Cook instant rice following normal instructions. Melt butter in a small skillet. When butter is melted, drop in the egg. "Scramble" the egg as usual. When egg is fully cooked, add the rice and approx. one cup of sauce. Stirring continuously, add the chicken breast.
Pour in approx. 1/2 cup of remaining sauce. (Note: You kind of have to "eyeball" how much sauce to use. The sauce will soak in to the rice as you cook, but you don't want it to end up soupy.)
Pour into bowls and serve.
Goes great with the egg drop soup from Sam the Cooking Guy.
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