Held

“This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held.

This hand is bitterness
We want to taste it, let the hatred know our sorrow.
The wise hand opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

If hope is born of suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved
And to know that the promise was

When everything fell we’d be held.

”

Monday, May 26, 2008

Girl Stuff

Obviously from the pictures behind my title I like flowers...and pink.

I had a lovely weekend in Brisbane with Shaz, A, C, J, C, A and obviously myself. We went to Newfarm, and had a picnic beside the rose gardens. The roses were in full glory and the scent was beautiful. There were two wedding groups for photos while we were there, and then we decided to try and take pictures of us jumping in the rose beds.

Hehe, it was fun...but a few of us got caught on thorns...including myself.

And to end a beautiful weekend I bought myself a bunch of flowers, so now i can just smell lillies. I love the smell of lillies. I want them at my wedding...but I want too many flowers at my wedding :P

I should really go :)
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