I just felt a warm fuzzie by my feet.
It's Ron!
My feet remind me of how there are two types of shoes that i love: barely there, and boots. Lately, my heart's been called to make my own shoes. Because the barely there style just isn't too easy to find. I had these purple flats from the thrift store, that were gorgeous and intricate with an eyelets design. I loved them so much. I wore them down so that they literally broke in two. I kept the in tacked shoe as a memory and for inspiration. I knew it back then, i wanted to make another pair just like it someday. The shoes i used to wear everyday in my latter highschool years were pretty much these: moccasins, black walmart slippers and white City Sneaks. My moccs to this day have still held up, but the slippers and the sneaks broke down.
Today though.....i bought them again! I am so happy! My black slippers used as shoes are reunited with momma sarah! As well as my little laced buddies.
AND i've been looking for another pair of barely there's to replace my red fabric flats, so now, i can cut those up and make a pattern out of them. So excited. Leather barely there's. Yeah!!

Jesus at the center.
Jesus as the driver.


The sweetest craving.
The one.
The movement.
To flourish.
An endurance.
A revelation.
An expectation.
A surprise.

It's so ridiculous how hill and valley humans are. One moment i'm thinking one way, and the next i feel like i just swapped parties. For example, last night i was on a pretty good streak, i'm walking out of the house and my parents say something that makes me start crying my eyes out. I sit in the car on the way home and try to see the road. But by the time i exit i'm singing "IN THE NAME OF LOVE, ONE MAN, in the name of love!" Jesus can restore anyone. At any time. Recovering rapidly doesn't mean it was a frivolous emotion. It just means that you shouldn't let yourself worry to a degree where you think you have control over the situation.
When i used to get anxious and frustrated i would hold out my arms around me, like i was holding many invisible things. Then i would jump up, making sure to fling my arms above me and throw everything into the air. They were invisible, but i would pretend they would never come back down.

Like today. A hill.

He got it yo.

Sarah: "Oh i want to get that!"
Mom: "What?"
Sarah: "U2 has a new album"
Mom: "I do?"
Sarah: "Yeah, you too!"
Mom: "Oh, i'm so glad. I've been waiting for my album to come out."


Pretty much the only reason i come back to Redlands.
Boo Rivera.

Days like these are not few and far between:

These are my three favorite songs.
I play them when i feel elated.
Kinda like right now.








Voilà.

I am so thankful for being under the protection of Jesus.
Wowzers!
He sure knows how to do things right.
I never want to be apart from Him.
I feel like He has put me under His wing
and said "You're staying there".
I admit, it can get confusing
but i am happy that i don't
have to know it all. Or, any of it!
He reveals things in such a perfect way
that i can understand.
At the right times
in the right words, with the utmost
sincerity.
so perf.

I need to set or pop my wrist.

a late night création