I’m coming back.

“God’s word just amazes me. What if we actually believed in who God says He is and walked it out. We would live radical lives partnering with God. Our culture tells us we have to get a degree, get a decent job, be married and have a family…why live the ordinary when you can live an extraordinary life! A life full of faith filled adventures of seeing the sick healed, the dead raised, the redeeming power of Jesus, and much more. It’s an upside down kingdom and Jesus is coming back soon! I would rather be nameless and faceless in this world and be a faithful servant when I stare into the eyes of Jesus! I don’t want to sit on the sidelines. I will go! and do it without credentials!!”

Priya Sharma

Written by a woman whose passion is ready to burst at the feet of the Lord.

as of late.

as the sun somewhat settles on the Alaskan horizon this is when I become inspired by the quiet beauty. this state always seems to bring the very best and worst out of me. this state forces me to think, when the night is soft and the days are slow.

the day after arriving in homer I purchased a new journal, I had fully filled my last one in Africa and was in need of another writers canvas.

as my friend Samantha and I were walking through and through the shops and store fronts on the homer spit, we found a new little shop. new shops are few and fare between in this eclectic town so we hopped in and explored.

now this journal does not meet any of the standards I have for my usual choice of writing material. I usually go for the tight binding and faint lines and this one is totally different. instead it has the spiral binding and no lines.

I saw it and new it held the pages that would hold all my new hopes, tears and prayers. my favorite part of the cover is of course the ship and that it’s a simple brown. i loved knowing that the hardback cover was actually originally an old book cover from 1962 called, “Pilgrim Courage” by William Bradford. the first bit of the journal has the table of contents and the introduction.

my love for the salty sea obviously reaches more than just my tan, it wrapped around my heart and soul.

well…there she blow’s, perfectly fitted beside the homer harbor.

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“come to me waves of the salty sea, come wash over me.”

Throwback Thursday [Bonnaroo]

Though I usually do not participate in the recent trend of the “throwback thursday” – I thought – fortunately this is a good time to use the term in my slacking favor. Considering I’ve only started on the Bonnaroo updates last night it’s time to keep you up to date. The first and most exciting detail to share about my road trip to Tennessee is the list of all the amazing bands you (meaning I) ever did see.

The Dirty Guv’nahs
The Lonely Forest
The Kooks (Tyler O’Laskey you were greatly missed in this moment)
Needtobreathe
Two Door Cinema Club
Katie Herzig
The Avett Brothers
Feist
Ludaaaa
Foster The People
Radiohead
The Devil Makes Three
Blind Pilot
The Temper Trap
LP
Sanitgold
The Roots
The Dispatch
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Superjam Feat. The Roots and D’ Angelo
Skrillex
The Fruit Bats
Red Baarat
Blind Pilot (second show)
City and Colour
The Beach Boys
Bon Iver
The Civil Wars
Fun.
Bethesda
Phish

I had numerous moments that I never want to forget while watching these shows. My very favorite was The Civil Wars. During this show I cried, recorded as much as I could and got as close to the stage as possible. This music is frequently the remedy to my soul. My second favorite was Blind Pilot, thirdly Bon Iver, fourth place was given to needtobreathe and fifth goes to The Avett Brothers. Seeing so much talent and listening to so many of my favorite songs was a blessing and I am so thankful I had the chance to go. A group of 8 of us camped on the grounds with over 80,000 people to all be musically filled and that is exactly what we did.

Bonnaroo Crew

Tent City

Now I’m in need of some serious packing for my last Hoorah’ of the summer. In the morning my parents and I are heading to Homer, Alaska to visit my grandparents. This is a trip I take every other summer and I couldn’t be more excited to continue the tradition.

Can’t believe this is tomorrow.

Photo from ’10 trip.