i took this picture a while ago on a friday night in asia. i like.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
its july!
Hello my faithful readers...i am not sure if there are any out there! it has been a while indeed. I am not the most faithful in updating my blog this year! check out my flickr photos for some updates on life here. I am currently going to school for hairdressing, and will sometime soon start learning some more thai massage.
If you remember to, please pray for our current Thai believers here. There is just a small group still, and it can be crazy for them as it is difficult to meet with thier scheldules. Pray that they would stay strong, and we would be an encouragement and support them as well. God is faithful!
I will be returning to the states on October 27 of this year. So crazy! Thank you for your continued prayers.
love and joy
anita
If you remember to, please pray for our current Thai believers here. There is just a small group still, and it can be crazy for them as it is difficult to meet with thier scheldules. Pray that they would stay strong, and we would be an encouragement and support them as well. God is faithful!
I will be returning to the states on October 27 of this year. So crazy! Thank you for your continued prayers.
love and joy
anita
the idiot
i am slowly making progress on a classic called the idiot. this is me reading it back in november...and i am still reading it.
it is lovely. i take my time. someone special and true sent it to me all across the many oceans.
chai whalla
as you can tell from my previous posts...i am slightly missing india a bit. my favorite kind of chai is served off the street in these dusty clay cups which are thrown on the ground to break after the chai is consumed. i love when it is made from fresh buffalo milk, flavored with rich black tea leaves, fresh cardamom, and a hint of black pepper to give it a spicy kick; and as always is super sweet and savory.
chaval aur dahl
my heart loves this....
A healthy vegetarian Indian food recipe. Mung dal, or Indian-flavored yellow lentils, are a traditional vegetarian Indian recipe. This easy version simmers the dal in vegetable broth, turmeric and cayenne for a spicy vegetarian Indian side dish.
Ingredients:
•1 cup mung dal
•2 cups water or vegetable broth
•1 tsp turmeric
•dash cayenne pepper (or more, if you like spice!)
•1/2 tsp salt
•2 tbsp margarine or olive oil
•1 onion, diced
•1 tsp cumin seeds
•2 whole cloves
•black pepper to taste
Preparation:
In a large soup or stock pan, combine the mung dal or yellow lentils, vegetable broth, turmeric, cayenne and salt. Bring to a slow simmer. Cover partially with a lid and allow to cook for 30-40 minutes.
In a separate skillet, sautee the onion, cumin seeds and clove in margarine or olive oil for just a few minutes, until onions are soft.
Add the onions and spices to the mung dal or lentils and allow to simmer for a few more minutes, stirring well to combine. Sprinkle with a dash of black pepper and add extra salt to taste, if needed. Serve plain, as soup, or over rice.
romance
We are human. We are relational at the core of our fragile souls.
We were created for intimacy. May our souls awaken from the depths of desolation and pain. Let them be dusted off, healed, resorted, and be free to shine.
Let us love one another. The deepest need in our empty beings are for one who pursues and saves us. One who fills our voids and calms our fears.
A savior who rescues us, holds us, and delights over us.
This is our lover. The lover and creator of our innermost being. An intimate and delicate lover is he.
A gentle shepard, a loving father, a friend. Love in its purest form. He is love.
My lover, you are this to me. Romance me. Draw me to dip into your crystal water, lead me beside the streams of life, and into green pastures of freedom.
You were always here, always waiting. Come away with me my darling one you say.
you have always been beckoning me to come, to commune with you.
To drink from the cup in your hand. To sit, and bask in your presence and glory.
I go.
Drawn and allured by your gentleness and peace. Like refreshing water, let your truth pour over me, washing me pure as clean snow.
I am beautiful. I am ravishing in your sight. Your sight is all that matters.
From the depths of my inner being, may my soul rest. May my inner beauty overflow and cascade from my spirit. Uncontained. Spilling out and tainting everything in sight.
I am at rest. In this world full of war and rage, I am at rest. All is well.
I know my creator, my savior. My beloved is mine, and I am his, the lover of my soul.
It is well, I say. I am the woman you have created me to be. Embrace this I do.
I desire to flurish, to bloom, to inspire.
Continualy awaken my soul I pray. Romance me day and night, and take me away to that secret place. To that place, where it is only you and me.
We were created for intimacy. May our souls awaken from the depths of desolation and pain. Let them be dusted off, healed, resorted, and be free to shine.
Let us love one another. The deepest need in our empty beings are for one who pursues and saves us. One who fills our voids and calms our fears.
A savior who rescues us, holds us, and delights over us.
This is our lover. The lover and creator of our innermost being. An intimate and delicate lover is he.
A gentle shepard, a loving father, a friend. Love in its purest form. He is love.
My lover, you are this to me. Romance me. Draw me to dip into your crystal water, lead me beside the streams of life, and into green pastures of freedom.
You were always here, always waiting. Come away with me my darling one you say.
you have always been beckoning me to come, to commune with you.
To drink from the cup in your hand. To sit, and bask in your presence and glory.
I go.
Drawn and allured by your gentleness and peace. Like refreshing water, let your truth pour over me, washing me pure as clean snow.
I am beautiful. I am ravishing in your sight. Your sight is all that matters.
From the depths of my inner being, may my soul rest. May my inner beauty overflow and cascade from my spirit. Uncontained. Spilling out and tainting everything in sight.
I am at rest. In this world full of war and rage, I am at rest. All is well.
I know my creator, my savior. My beloved is mine, and I am his, the lover of my soul.
It is well, I say. I am the woman you have created me to be. Embrace this I do.
I desire to flurish, to bloom, to inspire.
Continualy awaken my soul I pray. Romance me day and night, and take me away to that secret place. To that place, where it is only you and me.
be here now
Now, we should live when the pulse of life is strong. Life is a tenuous thing...fragile, fleeting. Don't wait for tomorrow. Be here now! Be here now! Be here NOW!
me and you
We cannot have intimacy with God, or anyone else if we stay hidden and offer only who we think we ought to be, or what we believe is wanted.
if you were coming in the fall
If you were coming in the fall,
I’d brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn,
As housewives do a fly.
If I could see you in a year,
I’d wind the months in balls,
And put them each in separate drawers,
Until their time befalls.
If only centuries delayed,
I’d count them on my hand,
Subtracting till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen’s land.
If certain, when this life was out,
That yours and mine should be,
I’d toss it yonder like a rind,
And taste eternity.
But now, all ignorant of the length
Of time’s uncertain wing,
It goads me, like the goblin bee,
That will not state its sting.
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