Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Elephant Man

As a big lover of music, elephants, and my friends, this song is fits perfectly.


My dear friends Corey is the artist and this is his new song, Elephant Man.


Listen, enjoy and pass along. It has a great message and will definitely be something you want to listen to again.


OH, check out his other creations too :)

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Give me Love

Oh hey, online journal. I seemed to have forgotten about you in the midst of all of the crazy-ness I now call my life. In fact, all the crazy, seems normal now and I get bored with everything if my life is going smoothly. I am currently sitting in my mud room, in the middle of a rain storm with my trusty pup at my feet, using stolen internet to connect to the world again. (this is where all the cool kids say #poorgirlproblems huh?)

This storm feels like how my life is, everything moving quickly around me, with me just having to admit I have no power and I just have to wait it out and take it in.
In one of my favorite movies, The Pride and the Prejudice, there is a part where Elizabeth the main character is at a ball and there is overwhelming amounts of life that is changing and in that moment where she feels like she is about to lose control, she steps outside. In that part of the movie, there are no words, except you can tell on her face, that she just needed quiet, she just needed to feel like she could put her feet back down on the world, on her world that was starting to move just a little too quickly.

As I look outside of the win
dows of this room I am sitting in, the storm first looks ugly, and over bearing. The thunder is almost too loud, and when the lighting flashes, it hurts my eyes. But then when I get to thinking, what else could make everything so green and clean? What else could make the big cottonwood trees in my front yard dance so beautifully? What else could bring that wonderful smell we all love? This storm isn't like most storms we have in Grand Junction. This one is fierce.

I had a friend when I was younger that had told me something that never left me. I use to complain about rain, it use to ruin my summer afternoons, I mean who w
ants to be kicked out of the pool by stupid lightening? I was sitting in the front room of my house looking at a storm similar to the one that is happening as I write, and my friend at the time looked at me and said simply, " Rain makes everything better. Rain cleans everything, and gives you a new start. A clean slate. The only thing is rain doesn't ever happen when you want it to rain." Now I might get all spiritual on you, so if you don't want to listen, click the x now, because I am about too. My friend in that moment grabbed me and my other friend's hand, and we went out in that fierce storm. We giggled, danced, cried, and screamed because we could feel that everything that was going on in our lives at the time was being washed clean.

Now every time I am around a storm like this, I reflect and wonder to myself what is being washed clean? I have had a lot heavy-ness on my heart the past few months, and today I went to church. I don't want to boast about me being a great
follower of Christ, because in fact, I suck. I am awful at it. God scares me. I mean a guy I imagine to look the size of the statue of Abe Lincoln in DC and have the voice of Mufassa is a little scary, am I right? How I found myself at church today was a lot of "good Macky" "bad Macky" talk all week long. It look a lot of prayer given selflessly from my friends and there I was. I walked into church, and slid in one of the last 5 rows in the back by the door, in a row with no other people. Usually when I go with my friends I sit near the front surrounded by only people I know. Today slowly, as service started, the row I picked filled with people I didn't know, and they didn't do the awkward leave the seat next to the loner empty, they sat right next to me. They worshiped loudly and raised their hands and smiled at me like I was a family member. Then boom, I am singing, (quietly because I didn't want to scare my new row mates away) and I get chills, and a lyric I was singing really stuck with me and I started crying. I was crying because my heart was full. And all the heavy-ness I have been carrying around was gone. All I asked God going into church today was that I could listen, truly listen and hear what I needed to hear, and that happened.

Anyway, on to the usual word vomit of Macky, I am not saying go out and seek religion to make yourself feel better. I will never EVER be that person who does that, but today that story is what I feel compelled to write about. I guess what I am going to say is what an old friends said to me many years ago. "Rain makes everything better. Rain cleans everything, and gives you a new start. A clean slate. The only thing is, rain doesn't ever happen when you want it to rain." You can't look for mother nature to make it do
wn pour, you have to be patient, because then the wonderfully awesome storm will roll in, and literally take your breath away. And in that same sentence, you can't look for life to get easier, or pain that lays in your heart to go away, you have to be patient, because then the awesome parts of life will show up, and literally, will take your breath away.


You didn't think I could leave you with out some good tunes for your ears did ya? Check out this artist that a friend shared with me.