Chasing Freedom: June 2012

I didn't think a date would mean so much but it seems to be bringing back thoughts and memories and feelings I thought I was rid of even though I felt guilty for being rid of them. I can't imagine how much harder it is for those really close to you. I don't want to imagine.

Now that he's said it, I can't imagine this song meaning anything else even though I know there's no way it can really be about you in the last phase of your life. It does fit though. Thankfully, Jesus fulfilled the books demands. It was lifted from you. We know you wanted to live on a better path. It's difficult. Difficult to change. The words touched you. They meant a lot. They were hard to follow, and you were taken home. That shook up our world a bit my friend.

Standing
Knee deep in cold water
Swiftly moving
Somehow
I knew I lost something

Wading
Waist deep I saw a book there
In the river
Waiting
For me to find it there
I tried to read it neck deep
Treading water
The tide
Pulled me out to sea

Then with water in my eyes
The words begin to rise from their place
They were beautiful and dread
I reached for them and fed on each phrase
They were honey on my lips
Then a bitter twist in my side
I knew they'd lay me in my grave
"Is there no one who could save me?" I cried

Sinking
Down deep through cold water
Heavy silence
Shadows
Stirring in the gloom
What things
Lay sleeping
Down deep in the darkness?
Woke then to find me in my tomb

Then with water in my eyes
The words begin to rise from their place
They were beautiful and dread
I reached for them and fed on each phrase
They were honey on my lips
Then a bitter twist in my side
I knew they'd lay my in my grave
"Is there no one who could save me?" I cried

When I lost all hope to look
Someone took that heavy book from my hands
All its weight they set aside
After they had satisfied its demands

I felt white and black reverse
And the lifting of a curse from my heart
Then like one receiving sight
I beheld a brilliant light in the dark

It felt really good to scream these words at the top of my lungs on Wednesday. That concert could not have come at a better time. We both closed our eyes and shouted the words as loud as possible. We didn't say so, but I know that we were both thinking of you.

Simple math. The truth cannot be fractioned.

But I often wish it could.

Words in the Water - Thrice
Simple Math - Manchester Orchestra

For the May long weekend, Geordie and I went camping with some of his friends from London. It was a fantastic time and the weather was flawless! Here are some photos.

Group shot - Nik, Sarah, Ryan, Starky, Richard, Melissa, Ian, myself, Geordie

Melissa and I ended up, by chance, being together on a team while we were the only girls playing in the ladderball tournament against three teams of guys.
We won.
They weren't exactly impressed but I was very proud.

Hairy Buggers - Nik and Starky
Bomb Diggity's - Ryan and Ian (there is a serious grammar mistake in that name..)
Green Lightning - Geordie and Richard
Ball Busters - Melissa and Brooke
Boo-yah.
Notice Ryan's careful illustrations. This was a serious event.

While the guys fished, I climbed trees and pointed out where all the fish were. Thanks to this, Georide caught a ginormous carp! Unfortunately, my camera's battery had died by then.. Disappointing.

Fishing - Nik caught a perch

Geordie fishing from the middle of the river (of course) with his mouth full of sunflower seeds (of course) with ugly crocs on (of course..)

On our way back to London, Geordie and I stopped in Thamesville to see if he would have any luck in the river there. He didn't.. but we tried and I saw some cool things and climbed another tree.