no. 003 | poetry slam

β˜‘ attend a poetry slam

sometimes, things will get added to the list that i never even expected to be a part of when i first woke up that day...thanks to the inspiration of a dear friend, i had the opportunity to experience for the first time in my life, a poetry slam. words with emotion pierce right to my soul, and last night was an unexpected treat. i've seen videos of "spoken word" on youtube, but nothing can take the place of actually sitting in an audience of attentive listeners, drinking in the deepest thoughts being shared by another human being. what i enjoyed the most was the common thread throughout each of these pieces: a longing to be known... each of these poets expressed a bit of who they are, and some of them expressed quite vividly what they are searching for, and this... this is what my soul found most refreshing.i was reminded tonight that everyone is trying to share their story... and that sometimes, all it takes is a few seconds of courage, in order to be heard. i don't think anyone would have walked away from speaking tonight, saying "no one liked what i had to say" ... everyone got an applause when they were done speaking. we heard them. and i wonder, how does this carry over in my life? am i giving people the room to utilize those moments where all they need is a few seconds of courage in order to speak what is written on their heart, and know that no matter how much they stumble over their words or how much passion they put into their piece, that i will always be attentive when listening, and ready to applaud loudly when they are finished sharing?i want to be that. always attentive. always listening. always applauding.as a bonus... the poetry slam ended with a guest poet. i had never heard of this guest poet before, but he is an award-winning poet, who has won back-to-back poetry slam awards. words are his life. and i imagine that this is both exhilarating and exhausting. this guy is a fan favorite wherever he speaks... the Bowery Room in NYC, national events such as TWLOHA (To Write Love On Her Arms), and poetry slam competitions. after his first poem, i realized what an honor it was to be sitting in this room...i feel i must share a bit of what i experienced last night.Anis Mojgani poured out his words of inspiration, humor, reality, and emotion.so, here is a video... not from last night, but it is a recent video, and this is just a bit of what i had the privilege to experience last night... my first poetry slam, and a guest performance by Anis Mojgani:[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PWrlOgrzHQ]

"Shake the Dust" by Anis Mojgani, Def Poet, won back-to-back titles at the National Individual Poetry Slam in 2005 and 2006, and won first place at 2007 World Cup Poetry Slam held in Bobigny, France. He performs here, as the featured poet at the Bowery Poetry Club in New York City, performing his famous "Shake the Dust".

this year: through faith.

last year i found myself often lying in the dark and asking God for CLARITY... of all things, i just wanted an understanding. i wanted things to be clear. i feel there is so much uncertainty in my life and i wanted a visible road map for what is coming next in my life... i knew he was calling me to WAIT on Him... but i often found myself wanting to say "to what end?" rather than just sitting back and saying "ok."this year... i find the Holy Spirit tapping on my heart and kicking me down a few notches. how selfish i have been in asking for CLARITY when all he wants is for me to TRUST. i have a hard time with the unknown. i can "chalk it up" to my planner-personality or my desire to make clear, smart decisions... but really, i just have a hard time trusting. i have a hard time being dependent on others. i have a hard time letting go of control.23 days into the new year and God is already rocking my world... He is continually reminding me that there must be a balance between [my responsibilities and my purpose for being on my own] and [waiting on Him to tell a greater story through my life, in His perfect timing] ... He is reminding me that it's ok and good to be strong and dependent and adventurous, but that this strength is not by my own doing... this waiting period in my life is not to show me that i can do things better on my own... it is all to remind me of how much I NEED HIM. i must depend on Him, not on myself. i must wait on Him, not on my own timing. i must TRUST in Him, not in what i can or cannot do.so i'm changing a few things this year... i have started a whole new list of things i've never done before. i want to enjoy this spirit of freedom... to soak in this independence and singleness.  but i'm not doing it to prove anything to myself. i'm doing this to continually remind myself that every day can be an adventure and that i can enjoy even the littlest of things. and i'm doing this to keep myself in a place of TRUSTING what the Lord has planned for me.

"... since we have been justified THROUGH FAITH, we have PEACE with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access BY FAITH into this GRACE in which we now stand. And we boast in the HOPE of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that SUFFERING PRODUCES PERSEVERANCE; perseverance, CHARACTER; and character, HOPE. And hope does not put us to shame, because GOD'S LOVE has been poured out into our hearts through the HOLY SPIRIT, who has been given to us."[ Romans 5:1-5 ]

this year, rather than praying for clarity in my time of waiting... i am going to be praying for the Lord to take over, as I learn to TRUST in His plan, rather than my own plans. you'll see more posts about this "list of new things"... i'm going to embrace the adventure in my life... but i'm embracing these adventures because Someone Else is writing out my story, and I'm trusting that whatever comes along is so much better than whatever story i would have tried to write on my own.this year: by GRACE, through FAITH, with HOPE...for, "i am not my own."

Spiced Pumpkin Coffee Cake

Spiced Pumpkin Coffee Cake

Living on a limited budget means that sometimes (ok, a lot of times) the items in my pantry are also limited. At the moment, I do not have any cereal, pancake mix, bacon, bagels, or even milk... but sleeping in on my day off of work should still include something delicious in my belly! This morning I woke up lazily, browsed all of my social feeds, including Pinterest, and BAM! ... I was inspired to make something delicious and reminiscent of this gorgeous autumn weather...

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promises: i will wait.

the theme of "waiting" has been quite prevalent in my life lately, specifically so in the last few months... the Lord is continually working on this area of my heart, and recently my prayers have shifted from "Lord, give me patience" to "Lord, give me clarity and wisdom." tonight, while investing time in Psalms, these particular verses really struck a chord with my soul:

Trust in the Lord, and do good; and befriend faithfulness. Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart.Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him, and he will act. Be still before the Lord and WAIT PATIENTLY FOR HIM; The steps of a man are established by the Lord, when he delights in his way; though he fall, he shall not be cast headlong, for the Lord upholds his hand. Turn away from evil and do good; so shall you dwell forever.The mouth of the righteous utters wisdom, and his tongue speaks justice. The law of his God is in his heart; his steps do not slip. WAIT FOR THE LORD and keep his way, and he will exalt you... Mark the blameless and behold the upright, for there is a future for the man of peace. [Psalm 37:3-5, 7, 23, 24, 27, 30, 31, 34, 37 ESV]

naturally, the "wait patiently" part sticks out boldly in my heart... I feel like I have been in a "waiting room" for years now. but the most encouraging part about these verses to me is not the reminder to wait with patience, but rather the promise that "He will act." what a bold promise! an encouragement mixed with a very real conviction and reminder that I must commit my desires and longings and every day attitude to Him, and then TRUST that His ways are so much better than my ways... and HE WILL ACT. not on my time table, but on His perfect and glorious timeline...I need to remind myself of this daily.... wait patiently on the Lord.... HE WILL ACT.

poetry: i will wait.

there seems to be a common theme these past few weeks...i am continually learning. and some nights my learning is more uplifting and encouraging... other nights i am hammered with conviction.  tonight is one of those extremely convicting nights.  but that's ok... i need it. God knows where i am... and God is continually knocking away at some of my selfishness and impatience.i was once told that i should stop praying for patience, because God will continually be walking me through situations to stretch my understanding of waiting on Him... she was joking, slightly, but how true this is... I ask Him to teach me what it looks like to be content and to wait on Him... and He walks me through that journey.  but that doesn't mean I'm good at it.  oh, far from it... i still have so much to learn.last year i stumbled upon this video and watched it about five times in a row and cried more each time...there is so much power and conviction in these words that eat straight into my heart and soul... i mess up so frequently in so many areas, but this... this is where i long to be. who i long to be. and it is not, and will not, be an easy journey to get there...http://youtu.be/igCj3jsbcqs

β€˜I Will WAIT For You’ by Jannette Ikz (P4CM)

So, it seemed that it was cool for everyone to be in a relationship but me…So I took matters into my own hands... and ended up with him.Him who displayed the characteristics of a cheater, a liar, an abuser, and a thief.So, why was I surprised when he broke into my heart?I called 911, but I was cardiac arrested for aiding and abetting, cause it was me who let him in.Claiming we were, β€œjust friends”It was already decided for me by the first day that even if he wasn’t, I was going to make him... the one.You know, I was tired of being alone and I simply made up in my mind that it was about that time.So I decided to drag him along for the ride cause I was always the bridesmaid and never the bride.A virgin in the physical, but mentally just a grown woman on the corner in heat who was tired of the wait.So, I was gonna make him... the one.He had a form of godliness, but... not much.But, hey, I can change him. So, I’ll take him! I mean, he’s close… enough.Ready to sell my aorta for a quarter, not knowing the value of it’s use to me.Arteries so clogged with my will, it blocked HIS will from flowing through me.So, I thank Christ that HIS blood pressure gave this heart an attack that flat-lined my obscured vision, put me flat on my back.Through my ignorance, HE saw.So, through my sternum, HE sawed and cracked open my chest to transplant Psalms 51:10.A new heart and a renewed, right spirit within.So, now I fully understand, better yet, I thoroughly comprehend how much I need to wait… for you.See, the bad thing is that I knew he wasn’t you from the beginning.Cause, in the beginning was the Word and he didn’t even sound or shine like Your Son.Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks. And all he could whisper was sweet, empty nothings.Which meant nothing.He couldn’t even pray when I needed him to. Asking him to fast would be absurd.So, forget about being cleansed and washed with water through the WORD.But, I know YOU. You’re already praying for me.Even never having met me, let me assure you, I will wait… for you.I will no longer date, socialize, or communicate with carbon copies of YOU to appease my boredom or to quench my thirsty desire for attention of the short-lived compliments from β€˜sorta, kindas.’You know, β€œhe’s sorta kinda right, but sorta kinda wrong.”His first name, Luke. His last name, Warm.I won’t settle for false companionship. I won’t lay in the embrace of his arms, attempting to find some closeness but never feeling so far apart cause, β€œI just want to be held.”Cause all I gotta do is say... β€œNo.”No more almost sessions of almost coming close, passing winks and buying drinks, and β€œIm’ma Im’ma Im’ma flirt.”… Who flirts with the ideology of, β€œCan you just tell me how much I can get away with and still be saved?”No more. I’ll stay in my bed, alone and write poems, about how I will wait for you.He won’t even come close, our fingers won’t even interlock, we won’t even exchange breath cause I have thoughts that I’ve saved to ask, and our Father God only equips you to open.I will no longer get graded down from β€˜so called’ friends and family talks about the concern for my biological clock when I serve the Author of Time.Who is not subject to time, but I am subject to HIM.He has the ability to stop, fast forward, pause, or rewind at any given time.So, if we could role-play, you would be Abraham, and I would be Sarah, or you could be Issac and I could be Rebecca, a servant's answered prayer…I am bone of your bone, flesh of your flesh. Made up of your rib, Adam. And once we meet, like electrons … I will be bound to your nucleus, completely indivisible, atom.We even speak the same math: 1+1+1=3, which really equals 1 if you add 'em.We were all created in HIS image, but you have the ability to reflect, project, and even detect the SON.If I were to explain what you look like, you would have to look like a star...A son of the Son.I would gain energy simply from the light you shine on me.I would need you in order to complete my photosynthesis.I await your revelation, but once again from the Genesis... I will wait for you.And I will know you... because when you speak, I will be reminded of Solomon’s wisdom.Your ability to lead will remind me of Moses.Your faith will remind me of Abraham.Your confidence in GOD’s word will remind me of Daniel.Your inspiration will remind me of Paul.Your heart for God will remind me of David.Your attention to detail will remind me of Noah.Your integrity will remind me of Joseph.… And your ability to abandon your own will, will remind me of the disciples.But, your ability to love selflessly and unconditionally will remind me of CHRIST.But I won’t need to identify you by and special β€˜Matthews’ or any special β€˜Marks’… because HIS WORD will be tatted all over your heart.And you will know me, and you will find me...Where the boldness of Esther, meets the warm closeness of Ruth.Where the hospitality of Lydia is aligned with the submission of Mary.…. Which is engulfed in the tears of a praying Hannah.I will be the one drenched in Proverbs 31 … waiting for you.But to my Father... my Father who has known me before and was birthed into this earth, only if YOU should see fit.I desire YOUR WILL above mine so even if YOU call me to a life of single-ness, my heart is content with YOU, the one who is sent.YOU are the greatest love story ever told, the greatest love ever known.YOU are forever my judge and I am forever your witness. And I pray that I’m always found on a mission about my Father’s business.How I’ll always be YOURS and I will always wait for YOU, Lord... more than the watchmen wait for the morning.More than the watchmen wait for the morning, I... WILL... WAIT.

i will wait.

There is a difficult balance of emotion and willpower that is required for being a single woman in her late twenty's. Everyone has unique struggles at different stages of life, but finding that balance of being content amidst so much desire for "what's to come" proves especially difficult some days more than others. It's like i have no real balance... I'm usually on either side of that spectrum, overly content with where I am at and thankful that I only have to account for myself (and my dog), or I'm caught in moments of wishing i knew what was next: who he was, where he is, and when we'll get to live life together.

Songs speak to me. And usually there is a song that completes my thoughts/feelings on either side of that spectrum, but rarely does one fill the balance of those two: learning to be content, while still dreaming for what's to come. So many songs that have any semblance of "singleness" are so sad and depressing and overly romantic: why is that?! Just because I'm single doesn't mean I want to only listen to overly sappy sad love songs. (Well, there are those days, of course)... Or the songs about being content are strictly spiritual songs (worship songs): which of course is not a bad thing. I noticed yesterday that it's rare to find a song that can balance those two: that characterizes my heart in a spiritual sense, as well as a romantic sense. It's like a "love song" can only be one or the other: either we're singing about Jesus or we're singing about "that boy" ... I want a song that fits for both. Because i'm in the middle of both.

Then there was this song: and I've had it on repeat for days. Literally, i've been repeating this one song... for days.

First of all, i adore this group of musicians. Second, I am overly eager about this new album. But ultimately... I love this song because it balances exactly how i feel these days... as a single woman: this song has managed to be able to speak to me spiritually as I am constantly learning more about Jesus and what it means to wait for him... and this song relays exactly how I feel emotionally - the days of waiting, the learning to let my head lead as well as my heart, the need for strength and patience and persistence...and hope.

now i'll be bold / as well as strong and use my head alongside my heart so tame my flesh / and fix my eyes a tethered mind freed from the lies and i'll kneel down / wait for now and i'll kneel down / know my ground raise my hands / paint my spirit gold bow my head / keep my heart slow... 'cuz i will wait, i will wait for you...

I'm still learning... always learning: to be content with my place in life. To be excited about every day; to pursue people with love and intention; to dig deeper into understanding who Christ is while i have the opportunity of it just being "me and Him" ... still learning that it's ok to hope for the days when my singleness stretch of life will be past; I don't have to bury those desires just to keep strong. I need balance. I need my head to tell my heart to be content... I need my heart to remind my head that it's ok to dream...

and i'll kneel down...
wait for now.
i will wait...

seasonally hidden.

"Life does not sleep - though in winter she retracts all advertisement. And when she does so, she is conserving and preparing for the future.And so it is with us. Seasonally, we too are stripped of visible fruit. Our giftings are hidden; our abilities are underestimated. When previous successes fade and current efforts falter, we can easily mistake our fruitlessness for failure.But such is the rhythm of spiritual life: new growth, fruitfulness, transition, rest... new growth, fruitfulness, transition, rest. Abundance may make us feel more productive, but perhaps emptiness has greater power to strengthen our souls.In spiritual winters, our fullness is thinned so that, undistracted by our giftings, we can focus upon our character. In the absence of anything to measure, we are left with nothing to stare at except for our foundation."

quoted text from "Anonymous: Jesus' hidden years and yours" by Alicia Britt Chole

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life update: full-time.

it's been a long time since i have actually written out the activities and changes that have occurred in my life. for that reason, sharing where i am at and what i am currently up to, is extremely intimidating.

many of you know that for me, finding a full-time job has been a long time coming.  and praise the Lord, after much waiting, searching, and wondering, i was offered a full-time position this past April.  i accepted an offer to work for a local bank in their internet banking department, which means i am now a mix of tech support and customer service.  slightly intimidating, but a unique and actually exciting challenge most days.

believe it or not, since i started in April, up until this point, i have been doing some pretty crazy training/job application day after day for this position.  goodness, there's so much learn. federal regulations, new programs, account information, phone systems. whew! but truth be told, i'm actually somewhat of a data-computer geek, so i took to the data-entry part of the job quite quickly, and the customer service part just required a bit of a confidence boost (once i felt like i knew what i was doing) and everything else is just constant problem-solving.i really like solving problems. it's like i'm working on unique puzzles every day.

full-time employment is such a huge blessing. and naturally, i feel much more grown up. life doesn't necessarily feel any more or less busy, though. it's just a different kind of busy. my days require earlier mornings, routine lifestyle, and fewer evening activities, ensuring that i spend lots of time with my dear sadie.

today i worked a late shift, and had the opportunity to walk through the back parking lots, to meet my father for dinner at a new restaurant/brewpub that just opened in downtown Lititz. a little on the expensive side, for "pub food" but so absolutely worth it. dad and i tried four different foods... campfire chili, chipotle beef quesadillas, tequila lime chicken wings, and the "hog wild" pulled pork w/ root beer bbq sauce sandwich including homemade potato chips and pickles on the side. oh my goodness, i'm still stuffed. late dinner with my dad after working late... was definitely the highlight of my week. not only am i blessed to have a full-time job, but to be able to be working and living near enough to my parents, to be able to meet up last minute to enjoy their company, catch up on life, and share good food. the Lord has blessed me with so many dear things and His Grace is overwhelming in my life.

how have you seen God's blessings in your life this year?

LIFE HACK: Freezing Bacon

I absolutely love bacon.

As a single girl, I don't fly through my food too quickly and often throw things in a freezer. Usually this works great - foods last longer, and I just pull things out as I need them. Life is all about convenience (and small portions) for this girl on the go!

But one thing that really gets me frustrated is the frozen bacon dilemma. When I buy bacon (on sale, of course!), I will throw the entire pack into the freezer. Which is fine... until I want to eat it. Then I have to spend several hours waiting for the entire thing to thaw! (slight exaggeration), or usually I find myself getting impatient and trying to pry each piece apart, using a butter knife as though it were an ice pick (a girl shouldn't have to work so hard for her bacon!).

So, tonight I decided to try something new. Rather than throwing the entire pack of bacon into a large ziploc bag and throwing it back into the freezer, I thought to myself, "self, why don't you pull each strip of bacon apart now, and then freeze it, so you can save yourself the trouble later." I don't know why I hadn't thought of this sooner! So, here is my attempt at saving the hassle of chiseling away at a frozen brick of bacon in the somewhat near future:
- bacon (key ingredient)
- gallon-sized ziploc bag
- wax paper

It's simple, really. I just pulled off a piece of wax paper, placed several strips of bacon across wax paper for the width of the ziploc bag (approx. five strips), then folded the wax paper on each side and the bottom. This created a bit of a "pocket" look with the paper. Then I repeated this step until each piece of bacon was on its own, and slid the small layered pile of wax paper + bacon into the ziploc bag, and... ta-da!

Have you ever tried to freeze bacon as individual strips? I would love to hear your thoughts... feel free to leave your own tips 'n tricks in the comments!

unexpected & overwhelmed.

The other day was a very precious day...

I had the opportunity to watch the baby girl of two of my dearest friends as they were at work the other day... a blessing of having one part time job at the moment. What a special day, but I have a new respect for moms. It's not that I even had a difficult day or anything... I just realized how much more "busy" a day can seem! The breaks in my own familiar routine throughout the day... the bottle feeding, interacting, the napping... and doing it all over again several times a day! ... I loved it.

There was one moment late in the day that had me slightly worn down and yet managed to bring tears to my eyes... This beautiful girl was a breeze through the entire day, but naturally became fussy in the late afternoon when she decided she was hungry... I was trying to hold her off from having a bottle so that her mom could feed her once she got home, and I didn't want her to fall asleep again before eating... but nothing was satisfying this sweet bundle of joy...

So I did the only thing I could think of: I carried her around the house, cradled in my arms. And of course, this wasn't helping either, so I did the only other thing my tired and confused brain could think of... I started humming.

So here I am, pacing around the first floor of the house, rocking this beautiful baby in my arms, humming whatever made-up tune was in my head, and she silenced right up... and gazed up at me with those beautiful baby eyes... and somehow I had transitioned to "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" and before I knew it, there were tears streaming down my face. My heart was so full in that moment and I caught myself doing something I had always dreamed of doing someday... I realized that little "pang" of desire in that moment... desire to be a mom, and be able to soothe my own baby by humming a song...

It amazes me how my heart will so many times desire something that makes no sense to my mind. I see this so many times in my life... with so many situations... but this time, it was unmistakeable joy that I desired. I'm not necessarily itching to be married right this instant. I have many things to learn in life, and I am content in pursuing my independence and purpose and strengthening my character as I am... and I really am not itching to have children right this instant, knowing that it is not as "romantic" as that one little moment the other day... but knowing that those desires to someday be married... to someday have children of my own... knowing that those desires are not just a dream or an illusion, but that they are inherently a part of me, so much so that they bring me to tears...

Well, for that I am thankful. And encouraged. For that moment of unexpected and overwhelming joy in my heart will carry me a long way in being content today.

Narnia: Quotes

I have managed to tweet some of my favorite or the most outstanding quotes from throughout the Chronicles of Narnia series as I read each book... and I wanted to be sure to archive a compilation of each of those quotes. Some stood out for their simplicity, some for their humor, and others for their spiritual parallel and revelation in my own life. Here are those quotes:

#Narnia1:

"And he thought then, as he always thought afterward too, that he could not decently have done anything else."

"Nothing goes on in the in-between places..."

"Well, it's all over, anyway... and both thought it was; but they had never been more mistaken in their lives."

"I have stood here when the whole air was full of the noises of Charn... all in one moment one woman blotted it out forever."

"... the secret of the Deplorable Word... that was the secret of secrets."

"And the very first thing he did... he poured himself out a glassful of some nasty, grown-up drink and drank it off at one gulp."

"We are awake... We love. We think. We speak. We know."

"For what you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing: it also depends on what sort of person you are."

"But she was a dem fine woman, sir, a dem fine woman."

#Narnia2:

"Once there were four children... this story is about something that happened to them..."

"In the meantime we're pretty well off. There's a wireless and lots of books."

"She stayed behind because she thought it would be worth while trying the door of the wardrobe..."

"he remembered, as every sensible person does, that you should never shut yourself up in a wardrobe."

"There seemed, indeed, no more to say, and presently the four resumed their journey..."

"They all stared as hard as they could and no one felt very comfortable."

"the moment the Beaver had spoken these words everyone felt quite different."

"And Lucy felt running through her that deep shiver of gladness which you only get if you are being solemn and still."

"People who have not been in Narnia sometimes think that a thing cannot be good and terrible at the same time."

"His voice was deep and rich and somehow took the fidgets out of them."

"But just at this point Edmund went off in a dead faint."

"He knows the Deep Magic better than that... unless I have blood as the Law says all Narnia will be overturned and perish..."

"If she could have looked a little further back, into the stillness and the darkness before Time dawned..."

"I know not how it is, but this lamp on the post worketh upon me strangely."

"And that is the very end of the adventure of the wardrobe. But... it was only the beginning of the adventures of Narnia."

#Narnia3:

"This is the story of an adventure that happened in Narnia and Calormen and the lands between..."

"Oh the sweet air of Narnia! An hour's life there is better than a thousand years in Calormen."

"in spite of his rude words, Bree was a patient teacher."

"The difference is that people want to hear the stories, whereas I never heard of anyone who wanted to read the essays."

"See the bear in his own den before you judge of his conditions."

"the heat... struck up into his face as if from the opening of an oven door."

"I am telling you your story, not hers. I tell no one any story but his own."

"after one glance at the Lion's face he slipped out of the saddle and fell at its feet."

"That is why the Lion kept on my left. He was between me and the edge all the time."

"... Aslan (he seems to be at the back of all the stories)"

#Narnia4:

"Oh, don't you know? ... Aslan is the great Lion who comes from over the sea."

"Well, there's just this... it was Lucy who discovered it... she was right after all. Wouldn't it be fair to believe her this time?"

"To know what would have happened, child? ... No. Nobody is ever told that."

"It is hard for you... But things never happen the same way twice."

"But there must have been magic in his mane. She could feel lion-strength going into her."

"You are a lioness... And now all of Narnia will be renewed."

"You come of the Lord Adam and the Lady Eve, and that is both honor enough to erect the head of the poorest beggar, and shame enough to bow the shoulders of the greatest emperor on earth. Be content."

#Narnia5:

"Even looking is better than nothing."

"He began, almost for the first time in his life, to feel lonely."

"The twisted shape of the dead dragon lying in the moonlight would've been enough to frighten anyone but now he hardly noticed it."

"And there is nothing a dragon likes so well as fresh dragon."

"The invisible people agreed on everything."

"Speak on, dear heart."

"Sometimes, perhaps, I am a little impatient, waiting for the day when they can be governed by wisdom instead of this rough magic."

"I call all times soon."

"There are some things no man can face."

"Aslan, Aslan, if you ever loved us at all, send us help now."

"Courage, dear heart."

"His face was changed. Not only his eyes but everything about him seemed to be brighter."

"The light grew no less- if anything it increased- but they could bear it... They could see more light than they had ever seen before."

"Everyone on board was filled with joy and excitement, but not an excitement that made one talk."

"But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name."

"This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there."

#Narnia6:

"Crying is all right in its way while it lasts."

"You would not have called to me unless I had been calling to you."

"But, first, remember, remember, remember the signs."

"It is a very funny thing that the sleepier you are, the longer you take about getting to bed..."

"deep down inside her, she was already annoyed with herself for not knowing the Lion's lesson quite so well..."

"Farther in, quick."

"Many come down, and few return to the sunlit lands."

"You see, Aslan didn't tell Pole what would happen. He only told her what to do."

"I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't an Aslan to lead it."

"Their quest had been worth all the pains it cost."

"I will not always be scolding. You have done the work for which I have sent you..."

"Even the Lion wept... each tear more precious..."

"You cannot want wrong things any more, now that you have died, my son."

"If ever you have the luck to go to Narnia yourself, do not forget to have a look at those caves."

#Narnia7:

"It is beyond all that I ever hoped for in all my life."

"Would it not be better to be dead than to have this horrible fear that Aslan... is not like we have believed in & longed for?"

"Everyone crowded round him and welcomed him and praised him and slapped him on the back."

"By mixing a little truth with it they had made their lie far stronger."

"You can't find out what it is like unless you can get to that country and taste it for yourself."

"Dearest... I will show you what I can, and what I cannot, do.""Further in and higher up!"

"Welcome in the Lion's name. Come further up and further in."

"The dream is ended: this is the morning."

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#NarniaFood:

"Wake up... it has turned into a toffee tree. And it's the loveliest morning." #Narnia1

"and that was where she learned to ride and swim and milk and bake and climb." #Narnia1

"It was a wonderful tea... brown egg, sardines on toast... buttered toast... toast with honey, and then a sugar-topped cake." #Narnia2

"lobsters, and salad, and snipe stuffed with almonds and truffles, and a complicated dish made of chicken livers and rice and raisins and nuts..." #Narnia3

"there were cool melons and gooseberry fools and mulberry fools and every kind of nice thing that can be made with ice." #Narnia3

"there was also a little flagon of the sort of wine that is called 'white' though it is really yellow." #Narnia3

"... a meal (it was chiefly of the whipped cream and jelly and fruit and ice sort)" #Narnia3

"It was, in fact, the smell of bacon and eggs and mushrooms all frying in a pan." #Narnia3

"roast apples are not much good without sugar, and they are too hot to eat with your fingers till they are too cold to be worth eating." #Narnia4

"sides of roasted meat that filled the grove with delicious smell..." #Narnia4

"wheaten cakes and oaten cakes, honey and many-colored sugars and cream as thick as porridge and as smooth as still water..." #Narnia4

"peaches, nectarines, pomegranates, pears, grapes, strawberries, raspberries - pyramids and cataracts of fruit." #Narnia4

"then... came the wines; dark, thick ones like syrups of mulberry juice, and clear red ones... and yellow wines and green wines..." #Narnia4

"with mushroom soup and boiled chickens and hot boiled ham and gooseberries, redcurrants, curds, cream, milk, and mead." #Narnia5

"an omelette... cold lamb & green peas, a strawberry ice, lemon-squash to drink... & a cup of chocolate to follow." #Narnia5

"But the magician himself drank only wine and ate only bread." #Narnia5

"There were turkeys and geese and peacocks... boars' heads & sides of venison... pies... ice puddings..." #Narnia5

"bright lobsters & gleaming salmon... nuts & grapes, pineapples & peaches, pomegranates & melons & tomatoes." #Narnia5

"There were soups that would make your mouth water to think of, and the lovely fishes called pavenders, and venison and peacock..." #Narnia6

"and pies, and ices and jellies and fruit and nuts, and all manner of wines and fruit drinks." #Narnia6

"cock-a-leekie soup, and hot roast turkey, and a steamed pudding, and roast chestnuts, and as much fruit as you could eat." #Narnia6

"delicious smell of sausages... mugs of frothy chocolate, & roast potatoes & roast chestnuts & baked apples w/ raisins..." #Narnia6

"breakfast: first... porridge & pavenders & kidneys & bacon & omelette & cold ham & toast & marmalade & coffee & beer." #Narnia6

doctor's orders.

doctor's orders.

Last week I made a last-minute quick trip to the eye doctor to update my prescription for contacts, while I am still under both of my parents' vision plans, and also since my contacts were almost gone, and I was on my last pair, which happened to be slightly irritating my eyes. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, although I could tell I had quite a headache and a harder time concentrating on anything on the screens that the "assistant" was showing me.

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