the happy wanderer

I’m finally starting to grasp.. what it means to.. find my Worth in God & thus get a taste of true Joy. not to get caught up in all that other stuff yknow?

still faltering here & there. Nevertheless, gradually being transformed.. renewed… molded.. stirred…. & it’s amazing.

I remember watching this in middle school on the Public Broadcasting Station in NYC… this song makes me reminiscent of those days in ny.. some of the worst & best times of my life. (the memories have NOTHIGN to do with the song lyrics or style of song lol but it’s funny how strongly linked memories are with songs.. and sights, smells, etc… yadda yadda psychology talk.)

and then junior year of high school, back in Georgia, sitting in the little music corner of my living room (had all my Dad’s old collection of CD’s… he had a a hundred or 2.. maybe 3.. idk. He loved music. along with his priceless collection of vinyl records… including The Beatles & Frank Sinatra albums.) when i was an avid xanga user & obsessed with flickr.com. in the background, i had this song playing..

“Although each of us has all the time that there is, few of us think we have enough… God created time. He rules and transcends it. When we feel frustrated by teh calendar or captured by the clock, a quiet reading of Psalm 90 reminds us that our days and years are in the hands of our eternal God.”

So…so little time, so much to do? What does it matter? We have Eternity to look forward to. … man..

paper heart, 500 days of summer, paris je’taime.. i will watch you all.

sound tracks i will dl you all.

wild daisies and sunflowers, i will collect you all.

I love the scene of Garden State where (actually i love a bajillion scenes from this film.. but don’t we all) Sam does her little weird dance before saying, “This is your one opportunity to do something that no one has ever done before and that no one will copy throughout human existence. And if nothing else, you will be remembered as the one guy who ever did this. This one thing.”

and a little something from an Erin Louise via flickr.com (irrelevant to this post)