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Friday, 08 May 2009

  • Officially closing my Xanga blog

    Dear faithful readers,

    Several weeks ago I considered shutting down my Xanga. I use Blogger, and I am very happy with Blogger, for many reasons. I kept my Xanga because of the friends who followed me here. I don't want to inconvenience anyone. Facebook has greatly decreased visits to this blog, and it seemed like one step too many, since I have two other blogs to maintain. But I'd decided to keep this one, for those of you who still subscribe to Xanga.

    That is, until this evening.

    I have officially exceeded my photo storage. I went back and deleted images from '06 and '07, hoping that would free up my space. But, no. My storage has been exceeded. And that is the end of that. If I really wanted to hold on to Xanga, I could purchase an upgrade, but I'm not inclined to put my hard-earned pennies into a blog that I can freely place elsewhere. And I suppose I could continue to post what I write on here, but as a photographer, I nearly always post with an accomanying image to assist in communicating concepts.

    So, this blog shall cease to exist. Thank you for following my journey with God. Thank you for caring about the little things that I care about. If you would like to continue following my work and my words, you can subscribe to my Blogger blogs:

    ampersandphoto.blogspot.com
    girlfullyalive.blogspot.com

    I leave you with the last picture I could upload— the front of the Williamsburg Winery, shot last November during a wedding at that location.

    Cheers, my friends.
    Sarah

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Tuesday, 05 May 2009

  • My brother will be famous someday

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    Okay. I don't usually brag on my family (even if they are the most fun, hilarious, entertaining, God-centered family that I know). But when big things happen here, I think it's worth sharing with the world.

    My 16-year-old brother Taylor is tall. Very tall. 6'9', to be precise, with a 7'1" wingspan and a size 20 shoe. He's in his first year of AAU league basketball, and he's absolutely stunning his coach. He was just featured in Roundball Recruiting's "Names To Know in 2010 and Beyond", and my entire family (all eleven of us) have big stupid grins plastered on our faces. Even Tay, the quiet, unassuming, laid-back guy in the family, cracked a grin when he heard about the article.

    Yeah, we're pretty excited.

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Saturday, 02 May 2009

  • Journal entry

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    Today has been quite the day. God is stripping things out of my hands, and reminding me that this is     His story, not mine. As such, it is vital that I hold my hands open, instead of closing them around hopes and dreams and plans and passions. Oswald Chambers sums it up well: "The nature of spiritual life is that we are certain in our uncertainty, consequently we do not make our nests anywhere."

    No nests. Not in dreams, not in plans, not in hopes, or expectations. Not even when it seems to be God's direction and guidance, or when it seems that God placed me here.

    Chambers continues, "Certainty is the mark of the common-sense life; gracious uncertainty the mark of the spiritual life. To be certain of God means that we are uncertain in all our ways, we do not know what a day may bring forth... We are uncertain of our next step, but we are certain of God... We are not uncertain of God, but uncertain of what He is going to do next... Leave the whole thing to Him, it is gloriously uncertain how He will come in,     but He will come." (My Utmost for His Highest, April 29 entry)

    Psalm 84:5-7 says that I am a pilgrim with a heart set on a journey toward God. This pilgrimage is not just a part of my life. It defines it. It changes my life's tenure, its strengths and standards, its direction, and the theme and rhythm of my day-to-day walk.

    And so I walk as a pilgrim with a heart on a journey to God, and consequently, I do not make my nest anywhere— except in God Himself.


Friday, 01 May 2009

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    I am all at once courageous, I am all at once afraid
    It came on me like nightfall, like a freight train
    I can't seem to hold it in, and I can't seem to run away...
    And I am laden with the thoughts of everything I mean to say
    Wish I could tell you, but I just can't find the words.
    _Sandra McCracken, "Springtime Indiana"_

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  • If it expands my view of God, it causes me to laugh with delight or cry in awe. If it involves quality time with people, it brings me fulfillment. If it involves communication, it brings purpose to my passion. If it involves discipleship, it gets me excited. If it involves a combination of these factors, then I feel the smile of God. If it involves a cup of coffee, I just get warm fuzzies.

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