Rain.Disappears.Friends.Focus.Light.

Sometimes, when I look out the window.

And it's 2am.

And the Hancock Building has turned off it's lights

And I'm still breathing

And I'm far from the Ocean

And I'm full of muffins and other good things

And I'm listening to good choral music,

Sometimes life just is.

There is no Justice.

No plot.

No wonder.

No fears.

No nothing. 

Just a few sirens in the night

The ones we've learned to tune out 

The ones that lull me to sleep

Just a few apartments awake in the downtown area.

And I just am.

I had the chance to borrow a Friends D40 Nikon camera the other day when it was raining and took a few pictures. I loved this camera. It sees like the way that I do. I hope you enjoy.

Love.

Open this link in another tab and then read this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8jY6mFKQQCU

My view of Love changed a little bit today.
This city exploded in such a strange way for Valentines Day and suddenly everyone was everywhere. I sat inside and read the gospel. Which was oddly appropriate.
And just when I thought that I knew what love was, I found it. It was in this strange moment when Peter sees Jesus. And Jesus is back from death. And Peter throws on his robe and he jumps off the boat in complete desperation and love and excitement. And he presses on to Jesus. And a little while later, they are eating together and Jesus redeems their relationship. I almost cried.
It is more than easy to feel alone and not in love on Valentine's Day. But I realized that Jesus redeems us and I suddenly felt like throwing on my own robe and jumping out of the boat to get to a Jesus that I missed. I longed to be his. And to push for him. I wanted to sit by him on the shore of the sea, building our love again.
So I sat down at this computer and I tried to write that down. But I got a phone call. It was a friend and he wanted to go to the grocery store at 12:43am. So I went. I don't know why. But I did.
And we walked in the nice, cold evening breeze and returned. But we ended up sitting outside in the Plaza talking. And he told me the story of the first love he had. The first moment they knew they were in love. They held hands for the first time in a crowd of people. And I could see it all playing out in my head. It was beautiful.
So I wondered to myself what it would be like when I fall in love. I suppose that Jesus and I have been in love for a while, just not like this. Once I read why he was who he was and I heard his story a few times, things started to click. My Saviour is real.
As the lights of the city go out. As people are getting engaged. As the traffic thins out. I listen to this song and finally realize that when I fall in love, I hope it is something similar to this moment. When the world is quiet. My heart is still. I feel like crying and dancing at the same time. And I just know.
This is Love.