Gentle Giants

"Have you given the horse his might, or have you clothed his neck with strength?"

Job 39:19

photo from google images - credit goes to photographer

Thursday, October 20th , 2011

I made this the other day, and thought you might like to see it...

Big Boy

I was there when you were born,

watching you shiver, wet and cold

i watched you stand on long; unsteady legs,

reached out, took hold

you were as black as night,

the half moon rising on your head, milky white

i put a coat over you to keep you warm,

watched your lean, sleepy form

i'm still here for you, my dear Big Boy,

i'll love you forever, my bold, fiery joy

i want to train you to be strong

before you know, you'll be grown

it won't take long

fly free on unseen wings;

my maximus, bold ruler

your blood is true, flash your color

forever will you be loved, my undefeated big boy

 i felt like doing a tribute to my maximus... so... i did. ^.^

Thoughts of a 17 Girl

 

Credit goes to Photographer

(not me!) 

  

The weather today is absolutely gorgeous; the last leaves are dancing from bare brown limbs in yellow and orange swirls. I was walking up the leaf covered driveway this morning, and they were falling so thick all around, it was right out of a book. 

     I've been enjoying life so much lately! This time of year always makes me so happy. A couple of nights ago, I was sitting in the rocking chair in my room, the window down, crisp air pushing the curtains aside, and my pen busily scratching the paper of my leather bound journal. It was dark outside, but the full moon was shining; only one lamp was on in my room as I wrote, hunched over the book, wrapped in what I like to call my "Solar Sweater", because it's so warm and soft. I pulled out my first journal that I had, and looked back at last year's October, and came to realize something: every season brings something new. There's always a new trademark for that period of time that sets it apart from the year before. Whether it's a person you meet, know about, a soft strand of music that lingers in the air, a sunkissed day, a dream, a letter, a smile - there's always one little thing that sets it apart. 

    I like to name my journals and the year they cover, so I'm going to start a new practice as of December 31, 2011, 11:59 PM - put in my favorite CD, set it to random, and 60 seconds after midnight, play it, and according to the track title, name that year. I don't know what the year will hold, so I can't pick a name - it's far better if I don't know what the name will be, and find out when the music plays. I think it'll be fun to look back at the end of the year and see if the name had anything to do with what happened during 365 days. 

   During the sermon yesterday, our pastor said something that stuck out at me; he was talking about Jesus paying 'the price', and said this:

The price tag usually indicates

how dear that something is to you...

I thought it was... really neat.  When He wrote my name down - think about it. 

And not only does that apply to His dying for His chosen, but I think it should also apply to the things we choose to spend our money on. They should be things worth while. If they mean so much...

The picture up top is one that my friend sent to me that she found on the Internet - I really like it. I think it's very pretty... even if it IS out of focus. ^.^ 

She sends me lots of amazing pictures - this happens to be my favorite so far, and I figured I'd post it. Somehow it matches the mood I'm in... I'm still trying to find words to describe that photo - maybe - bright strength?  I don't know.. I'll come up with something, I'm sure! Or, I can just say this: it's gorgeous. There. ^_^ 

I will conclude my ramblings. Thus. 

Remember that quote - I think it's well worth it. 

hannah

P.S. Here's my new Autumn/Winter profile picture; what do you think? (That's my Solar Sweater, by the way...)

Isaiah 41:10