Stars...

Check this out...analysis to come later. It's still sinking in--my brain is a little hard to penetrate these days.

Maybe I've been the problem
Maybe I'm the one to blame
But even when I turn it off and blame myself
The outcome feels the same

I've been thinking maybe
I've been partly cloudy
Maybe I'm the chance of rain
And maybe I'm overcast
And maybe all my luck's washed down the drain

I've been thinking 'bout everyone,
Everyone looks so lonely
But when I look at the stars
When I look at the stars

When I look at the stars,
I see someone else
When I look at the stars
The stars, I feel like myself

Stars looking at a planet
Watching entropy and pain
And maybe to start to wonder
How the chaos in our lives could pass as sane

I've been thinking 'bout the meaning of resistance
Of a hope beyond my own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent
Begin to look like home

I've been thinking about everyone
Everyone looks so empty
But when I look at the stars
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars,
I see someone else
When I look at the stars
The stars, I feel like myself.

Everyone, Everyone feels so lonely
Everyone, yeah everyone feels so empty
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars
When I look at the stars,
I feel like myself
When I look at the stars
The stars, I see someone...

--"Stars" by Switchfoot

Selah,
Nanette

Depravity

Depravity.

Sometimes I feel so consumed in what's going on here--in my little life. Often I find myself surrounded by tasks, large and small, and it's as if I can feel them sucking the energy out of my veins. But lately, even the arguably large tasks seem to be losing their priority status in my life. As law school reading picks up and assignments come due, my dissertation continues to slip through the cracks.

But more importantly, I wonder what else I'm neglecting. What else have I allowed to fall between the cracks? Why do I find myself valuing time I spend investing in others over the time I need to put in on my "work"? To what extent is that ok?

Do you ever have the internal debate on what will really matter in eternity? Because depending on how far you take the argument, my LLM will mean nothing. Neither will my JD. So why am I here?

I'm here because I'm convinced this is where I am supposed to be right now. I'm here because I love it. I'm here because I'm just a small, small part of a much larger plan. I'm here because it's where the artist brought me.

...because of those reasons, I want to put my all into what I'm doing.

Until nothing else matters.

Check this out and let me know what you think:

"i am full of earth. you are heaven's worth. i am stained with dirt, prone to depravity. you are everything that is bright and clean, the antonym of me. you are divinity...and the truest sign of grace was this: from wounded hands redemption fell down, liberating man. but the harder i try the more clearly can i feel the depth of our fall and the weight of it all. and so this might could be the most impossible thing: your grandness in me making me clean....you are holy, holy holy. i am wholly, wholly, wholly...yours. i am full of earth and dirt and you."

"wholly" by david crowder band


Selah,
Nanette

"When our depravity meets His divinity it is a beautiful collision."
--David Crowder