Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Greater far...

I was listening to my ipod as I walked home from work today and as Leeland's song "I can see your love" played in my ears I realized that the band incorporated lyrics from one of my favourite hymns.  'The Love of God" is an old time favorite and gets me going every time.  I especially love the third verse:

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.


I just googled these lyrics and found out something cool,  although this hymn is written by Frederick M. Lehman, this well known verse was found penciled on the wall of a narrow room in an insane asylum by a man said to have been demented. The profound lines were discovered when they laid him in his coffin.

I just think that is so cool.

Nonetheless you never know what might end up making someone think, this is good.

Much love and inspired minds -- Amy

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Suddenly I have this Feeling...

Yesterday was such a roller coaster my friends!

I started out at my good mate's house jamming out on our bud's new electric guitar (such a beaut!) for it was his 19th birthday.  But at the same moment we were saying goodbye to our other pal Sam for 4 months as he is leaving on a fishing boat.  All the boys got together and I was the odd woman out for  a while (as per usual) but we had good times, ate some burgs in the sunshine, and all around tried to forget that we were being abandoned by our favourite hippie yet again.

The hours passed and all us kiddies bid him a fond farewell, hugs and high fives all around we knew that we about to embark on a most excellent adventure and who are we to stop him?

I then made my way to Ultimate Monday!  It was such a money day yesterday, no wind, super nice out, bit of overcast so you don't burn to a crisp, needless to say I was stoked as!  The teams were so even we played til 10-8 in the first game.  Our fearless leader was blown away by my sudden onset of epic defensive skills (as was I) and we beat them, hard, for the second set.

It started to sprinkle and we were hoping it would downpour to make a monumental game for us but the sky didn't let loose until we had said our final after-game amen.

Needless to say, I'm starting to have a new outlook on this whole "Monday Sucks" situation.

Much love and telling me why I don't like Mondays? (I can't seem to find a downside) -- A

Friday, June 8, 2012

My Old Friend....

As I was sitting in the Mocha House yesterday, enjoying my tea and Kleinburg bar (FAVOURITE) I turned my head towards the doorway and was greeted with an amazing sight.  Standing there, looking all darling, was one of my campers whom I haven't seen since last summer.  I immediately got up and gave her the biggest hug ever.  It was such a God- blessed moment and I feel so good that I got to see her.  We caught up on life and were just in awe of this random run in, especially in such a random place.

Nevertheless, this is good.

Much love and all the little moments -- A

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Wanna Race?

So last night was going to be monumental. I was supposed to go see Del  Barber (previously mentioned before on here as my true love) at the DGS but alas I didn't end up going SADFACE!

But as I sat at home, watching the live stream, I got a text from some mates to come have a brew or two down at the local watering hole.  So I gussied myself up, put on my lucky heels, and made my way downtown.

After some laughs and some HILARIOUS sing-alongs with the bartender we decided to head our separate ways and go home.  As we exited the pub I hear "Out of all the gin joints, in all the world..."

I turn to see an EXTREMELY long lost mate of mine whom I haven't seen since 12th grade!  Long story short, his brother and I were really, really close and he ended up dying from complications from a brain hemorrhage the summer before grade 12 and I hadn't seen any of his family since the funereal.  Needless to say there were tears and laughs and giant hugs all around.

I originally met these two guys at B.C's for track and to live up to old times we decided to race.

Instead of taking off my shoes I made the stupid decision to run in them.  I ended up winning the race but instead of taking home a medal or ribbon, I went home with a broken bone in my foot.  Just a minor one, but needless to say, it hurts.

Much love and fast times -- A