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Name: Maia
Birthday: 11/3/1966


Interests: photography.culture.dancing.the whole world. the great sky.music.writing.people.
Expertise: Let there be nothing but gratitude in our hearts, we who lounge comfortably in front of our computer screens, well fed and out of harm's way! May God protect us from our comforts and luxuries, grant us a holy restlessness with our apathy and give us the compassion that would allow us to give all we have to those in need, not out of compulsion or posturing but to do our duty in love. -Aaron [mewithoutYou]


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Sunday, December 16, 2007

Currently Listening
Plans
By Death Cab for Cutie
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goodness.

its been nearly a year.
i dont know if i am that much stronger or wiser.
or experienced and learned.

but maybe.

i feel like a woman and a child all at the same time.
i guess i do feel wiser.
but not stronger.

the lord and i are still like...

brothers on a hotel bed. in a sense. that is a really beautiful song and i am listening to it right...

now.

thats kind of where i feel like being.
not with a brother... or even with God.

right yet.

but in a hotel with a cheap lamp lighting the room,
not too much light, lest the night city skyline out the window be faded into anything less than inspiration and brilliance.
and in my hands are pages of a journal with so much life in it
that i desperately scribble events of disaster and contempt and courage and remnants of spiritual smarts into.

and sometimes i really dont know why we write things down or take pictures so much.
the memories will only reflourish for the next 3 or 4 times we read the words again or remark on the scenery or faces of things we treasured. now, i love both. writing. photographing. but how can you be so sure of the worth of something till you test it.

i think its still worth it to write.
and take photos.


and check into a hotel with a buzzing fridge and a tv you dont turn on because youre mind has all the drama and comedy you can stand for the moment.
and i would order chinese and honestly eat the whole collection of oriental paper boxes and spill some on my journal and the never-washed bedspread.
there would probably be a party or two down the hall.
fellow college kids officially retiring their brains after finals until next year.
and while they drink their stresses away and make out with each other
and contribute to the filth on those
never-washed bedspreads

id just think. pray. read. write.
look at the halo-ed lights of a bustling city.

id hope God would talk to me.
im sure id fill His perfect ears.


...

im pretty sure, though, this room in my home in my hometown will have to do.

i guess i just like a change of scenery.

and chinese food.




Sunday, December 24, 2006

dear christ,

 

if only i knew how much this day really means.

im trying.

oh am i trying.

 

love,

maia


Friday, November 24, 2006

i like taking time to be thankful

 

and all that jazz

 

on the days of the year its not official.

 

so dear God of Yesterday, Today, and TOMORROW.

 

thank you so much.


Tuesday, November 07, 2006

 

 

i think my english teacher and aaron from mewithoutYou should  have a coversation over [fair trade] coffee.oh and don miller should come too.

 

 

those people spin the most elaborate thoughts into my mind when it comes to
humanity
christianity
existence...ity.

 

ive been thinking a lot about who i am as a follower of christ.


[its strange though, i dont feel right now like im mega tight with Him. like its sad... not hardly do i feel in passionate pursuit of Him like i should...but boy have i been thinking..]

ive been considering all the things we think define a good christian.
an upper middle class
nice clean church attending
Focus On The Family-obsessed
republican.

but my english teacher...
does not ever wear any stylish clothes
or make up
nor does she have a tv.
nor does she attend church in a church building but rather a home.
her church does not even have a NAME. they just meet. at someones house.
she sounds like shes singing when she talks and is so beautiful in her speech.
she makes sad faces when she should be pissed.

if only you could talk with her.
she asked me the other day if the volunteering i was doing was helping the people at the homeless shelter
or myself more....

she made a sad face when i said i had thought about getting a tattoo.
"oh maia youre so above trends..."

she teaches her kids to love God on their own.
her 11 year old daughter prays all the time. because she wants to.
shes been taught the beauty of it.

....

this probably just sounds like my gushing about my teach.
but listen.

when we talked about the tattoo thing, we got on the subject of ..clothes and fashion and make up and all that. i say
what about expressing creativity? showing who i am?

 

she says.
what about showing Christ? the strongest christians i know are ones who you see nothing but Christ in them. they die to themselves so much and glorify Him so much, their lives dont mean anything. they shine with Christ's likeness.

i say
but doesnt God want us to be our own people?

she says.
its not your life anyway....

___

 

and then i get to thinking about what it would be like to just put away everything that glorifies me. my clothes, my hairstyle, my catchphrases.. all that.

and just...shine Christ.

do i even know who he was?

does he want glitzy churches?
does he always want right wing politicians all the time?
would he really be on a puplit on sundays?

or would he be at that homeless shelter.
but not showing anything of his own life.
just to give of it.
just shining his Fathers glory.

would he try to dress nice to show people how blessed christians are?
would he try to impress them at all? even to try to convert them or get them to gain salvation???

 

 

don millers been getting me thinking about the churches and hypocracy and being a hippie. :)
aaron weiss' words trickle my head and heart about the faultiness of humanity. but not just people "out there in the world." the ickiness we christ followers contain.
and
mrs schraw teaches me about being an authentic, true to the biblical definition of a christian. she makes me want to shake up all ive been taught is right. not twisting morality or right and wrong. but considering....

what IS a christian?
am i living like one?

 

 

 

 

 

...i should start reading to re discover that.
ill get back to you.


as of 2 days ago in the shower i got to thinking thus far:
im a christ follower.
kinda hippie-ish.
i care about the environment
but i care more about people.
and i guess a little bit about animals.
i do like to eat them though.
i do not like smoking.
i do not like the drinking/party scene.
but i may sip marguaritas with you when im 21+.
i think my ideas for tattoos are beautiful and deeply meaningful
but i want to honor my body, my dad, and my  future husband more. [since he'll be stuck with this body forever.]
so i probably will never get one.
i go to a kind of big church.
its a real, honest, God centered place.
but lately ive liked the idea of having meals and having church.
together. like the old days.
in a persons house.
the community of it.
i struggle between political parties.
i like education and benefits for teachers.
and lower taxes.
and concern for global warming.
but owning a gun?
and should people who are gay be able to get married?
undecided.
.....and i ask "why" for every answer.
i want senior citizens to have many benefits.
i want people in need to be helped.
but with a balanced program.
and never shall i budge on this:
you kill a fetus. youre taking life.
abortion is homocide.
and enough of that...
i like having my style and individuality.
i love expression of unique self.
i love fashion.
but...

this is where schraw comes in again- yes God gave us talents, to be a great musician, to be an artist, to be a teacher... all expressive. but WHO told us it was to express ourselves?......

ok ok ok ok im really done.

[i ended this entry like 4 different times.]



Saturday, November 04, 2006

 

 

.....

 

and now i

"am."

 

.....



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