February 2012
6 posts
ring around the rosie
ash wednesday services have never been a big deal for me. i didn’t go to them growing up, and didn’t even know what happened at one until last year. but tonight, in one of my favoritist churches in the city - i really got smacked hard with the meaning and value of this tradition. right about the time we started saying the litany of penitence, i started to get a little uncomfy. but once...
a [very] short lesson on loyalty.
promises never did sound better than when they were kept.
loyalty, my friends, is something that will never go out of style.
you are not:
who says it’s not helpful to think of all the things you are not? (a slave, disloyal, bound, judged…) how cliche of me to use any lyrics from mumford and sons, but i’m not cool enough to think they’re not fun to listen to. or to write about some of the great lyrics they have. Love it will not betray you Dismay or enslave you, it will set you free Be more like the man you...
open mouthed
time goes so quickly these days. and it’s so much fun. i’m savoring the days of big, wet, open-mouthed baby kisses and belly laughs over hitting myself in the head with a spatula. or getting videos of my sweet chubs of a niece playing with my valentines present in the bathtub and “blowing” me a kiss (it’s more of a hand to the mouth and eyes full of intention to do...
the sort of life for which we were created
i was recently inspired by my great play-reader of a sister-in-law to check out tennessee williams’s the catastrophe of success. don’t be scared to read it - it’s a short essay you can find online. i would definitely encourage you to do so. some really good things in there. this stuck out to me:
The sort of life that I had had previous to this popular success was one that...
January 2012
14 posts
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there’s a song i was singing yesterday that ends with ‘alive forevermore’ being sung over and over and i couldn’t help but think about what the manifestation of God’s alive forevermore-ness is in my life - and in the lives of so many people i know and don’t know.
so when i look at it even in the scope of my short life i think about all the moves my family has...
stand by your _____
tonight i got my ticket for seattle. so it’s back to the pacific northwest in april for me to munch on the newest little abare’s cheeks. a baby boy that will have me as googly-eyed and nuts as ava did. i wrote my sister-in-law (newly pregnant and due in june) a letter trying to explain to her (someone who isn’t prone to an automatic and assumed love of babies or children in...
church bells and icky feelings
i’ve been thinking a lot about feelings and choices and why we do things and why we don’t do things and why we should do things that we don’t and why we don’t do things that we should and why we don’t do things we shouldn’t and why we do things we should. tracking? it’s probably good to have a healthy balance in your life that consists of doing things you...
lydiamsmith asked: I scrolled through my dash and came across the photo of you and your new glasses... you. are. so. cute. LOVE your new glasses. They suit you well.
sick day =
sleeping, cleaning, singing, guitaring, writing, workouting.
and it’s icky to me when people like alexi murdoch.
if you say i look like my mom, i will be happy.
my outfit reminded me of this gem of a superimposed photo of she and my dad.
but wait! there's more!
i noticed an ad on the train the other day for the kindle maybe? whatever it was for, it held 1,400 books. and i just sat there thinking about who would ever need to put 1,400 books on one electronic device. i don’t think i’ve ever even met anyone who has read 1,400 books in their entire life. but then i thought - well, there are some special people out there who probably have. their...
cat calls
how easy for you is it to delight in the Lord?
i feel sick to my stomach thinking about how easy it’s been for me as of late. so i ask myself why i feel sick, or why i feel like it’s been so easy… the answer i come up with is that life is incredible right now. i feel like i’m where i’m supposed to be, spending time with people i’m supposed to, doing what...
i fell in love with the guy helping me pick out my glasses at warby parker tonight. he loves babies and helping me find the right eye wear.
missing the mark that isn't. until we put it...
i got the newest hillsong album, but have only been listening to one of the songs (has a rich mullins chorus, so… duh) on it due to the latest issue i have with the church, the worship music industry (because i think it’s different from the christian music industry), and myself. my deductions after tasting recent worship songs: recipe = 1/2 cup self loathing/woe is me, 3 cups guilt, 1...
some of my christmas favorites
too bad brad, jamaica, & nano love LA, mark, jamie & ava, luke & sarah love seattle, my parents love charlotte (paul’s a wayfaring pilgrim who is still trying to figure out where to go), and craig, kara, and i love new york. because i sure would love for us all to live by each other. and i always forget how much i hate the pacific northwest until i go. how can i be so forgetful?!...
December 2011
5 posts
yoga and some big ass elephants
last monday night i was finally able to go to the yoga class my dear friend teaches. holy cow do i love mondays now. loving mondays… an oxymoron, i know. so i got off work and headed over, but was a few minutes early. columbus circle was on my way, so i just decided to listen to this worship song i love and pray for my city. i walked around the statue and had views of streets going up...
can't believe my little boo is one.
(in montauk this summer)
(LES on his roof last week - taken by my brother craig)
overtime hours in the surprise party biz
every monday and every other friday at around 6:30am i walk down chambers street. and then every monday and every other friday night at around 6:15pm, i walk up chambers street. i see so many of the same people on my commute. it turns out a couple of the guys on my same train downtown even work in the same building i do. new york is so big, but also so tiny. when i’m walking to the train at...
November 2011
20 posts
advent
the spirit of Gerard Kelly overcame me on the train today as i was pondering advent and what it looks like to me this year: O come, o come Emmanuel And seize this day full of to-dos, to-don’ts, and routine Freeze this sense of unaccomplishment, replacing it with your purpose O come, o come Emmanuel And wreck this desire for perfection Silence the choir of voices whose very purpose is to...
to the abares
as i was snuggled cozily into my living room, looking at my christmas tree and thinking of all the ways i’m blessed - i got a facetime call from my brother brad and while i was facetiming with him, kara and craig beeped in and said they wanted to come over. i love that every day i get to connect with at least one person from my incredible family. which leads me to this post, which will...
Wonder how many of the lost girls caught in NYC sex trafficking could be searched for with all the NYPD power being sucked by ridiculous Occupy Wall Street.
humble little christmas tree:
munchie little niecey that will be in my arms in three weeks:
that heart of mine could just burst!
reaction/reflection
bob goff(president and founder of restore international says): “we’re usually either a reaction to, or reflection of, who we’ve trusted the most with our lives. be a good picker.” i immediately think of all the periods in my life spent trusting all the wrong people and how my actions and person were actually just a really poor reaction to the people i thought i could trust....
Watchsaw this on my mom’s phone tonight. please explain to me what is going through a mother’s head anytime she has access to modern day technology. awkward meetings and aunts shuffling around. why? why? why?
when my mom replies to an email i sent her with “Severely disgusting AND disturbing…” i know i have sent her just the right thing.
don't tell me yo dreams
here are some things i really suck at: praying having conversations with the elderly listening to people’s dreams (mainly because i couldn’t possibly care any less about something that didn’t actually happen to you) beating any of my brothers in a fight (what a defeated day in my life: realizing my little brother was stronger than me) but let’s focus on that first one....
retsnomifets asked: I am so damn proud of you, Joy Abare. Just know that.
things (an infinitely less important jip off of my...
i am about one cereal bowl full of every stale leftover that is not enough to make up a real bowl of cereal, but will do just the trick for a mom away from being a mom myself. oh and a conception, pregnancy, labor, and birth away as well. don’t have a baby of my own either, but man does it feel like it when i go to pull something out of my bag and a pacifier comes up. my oldest brother,...
the gals love it, the gays love it… but if you can find me a straight male who genuinely loves my hair i will give you money.
noah gundersen, shave your dreads then get on... →
'slow club' and a new about. →
love/hate relationship
i hate goodbyes, and i love them. let’s talk about the kind of goodbyes i hate: goodbyes to my family. i will never forget my heart feeling like it was being torn in half as i left my niece when she was two and a half weeks old. i peeled her little sleeping body off of my chest only to have her warmth replaced by cold january air and the harsh realty that i felt called to a city...
how do i message someone on tumblr?
i don’t know how to use the computer.
October 2011
9 posts
welcome, me.
as much as i can’t stand those moments when someone makes a punny with my name and looks at me with those, ‘i know you hear name jokes a lot, but that was clever…’ expression on their face (you know the one), i must say i am guilty of doing it to myself. sometimes my name in quotes or a song just makes sense to me. so a dear friend shared this quote and i must say - it had...
click and see that the Lord is good. →
'95 pepsi commercial →
even though pepsi is the worst pop of all time, i still like the commercial. or maybe i just thought it was super cool when i was five.