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Life

Kiera — Sun, 19 Sep 2010 23:59:09 +0000

No more obligations mister handsome. I’ll live here, while your arms are wrapped around a faceless gal that I never wish to know. Thank heavens I’m not near you, for it seems to me like I’d be swallowing a watermellon the moment my eyes come into focus. I call you friend because all those nicknames I once call ya face had something to do with my heart held by you. Another day passes and I wonder to God when or if my mind will wrap round the fact of marriage and if entering into such a thing is what I want. I’ll not curse this time nor push for something more. Looking back doesnt make me sad no more. I’ll wait, thats the verdict I’ve come so comfortable to hold. I’m the old fashion girl and well thats who I want to stay. Africa is where I want and no relationship will steal my eyes nor my heart until the good Lord say it is done time. Mean while I’m going to keep growing up and doing me the best way to please the God who loves me enough to of saved me oh so many years ago. Lets hold hands until you speak that whisper into my heart of where to turn next. Unill then I’m going to just keep treking like no tomorrow will stop me.

if you dont understand and want to, ask me and i done tell you the right truth promise

-Kiera

help a random stranger

Kiera — Wed, 04 Aug 2010 21:16:29 +0000

while we were hanging out at the beach after Six left we were in a poolish area of the beach. Saw a little girl and her mom, and sister and grandma. The little girl in much pain. Jelly sting. so I booked back to the get the stuff. Mom I told to stay. (She is wonderful at comforting people & she is dressed in bright pink and white so I will see them easily) They had no idea what to do so good thing God prepared us. Please don’t be afraid of the ocean now.. I will all be okay!!

If I missed something else. Oh-well. Life goes on. Cookies crumble, socks fall down, you find cockroaches in your bathtub..

espirito santo

Kiera — Wed, 04 Aug 2010 21:12:38 +0000

What is today? Tuesday or Monday. Doesnt really matter. Went to the beach to just sit in the water. Not gonna lie the Jellyfish stinging everyone makes me not want to go swim. No big waves anyway. got to meet “six” tonight. Yupp that was his name. He spelled it int he sand for me. Way easier to talk to people in a different language when you have a drawing board (the beach) right there. I think God knew I needed someone else to talk to. I got to talk to him about Espírito Santo (the Holy Spirit). Which makes it all the more wonderful. Came back to the house just in time for dinner. I feel a bit like trying to see what is out on the horizon of the beach is what God has in my future. You cant see it but it is there. You just have to step out unto the water (summed up= trust God).

P.S. beach bum hair is my favorite!! May God reveal himself to you in a way only catered to your heart. Soak in his love like the sun.

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all i can do at the end of tonight is brush my teeth as I look in the mirror and smile. Cause the flashback of today was great. Now of course I can’t say everything that happens cause some stuff I just well rather not say and another reason; if I tell you everything I am permitting you to be a stalker which I’d rather not have. So onward with tonight. Me and ma were sitting outside after we did the dishes from the pasta salad dinner and brushetta. Contemplating things we could do. Aunt Kay came out and said we should go see if we could spot a crab. (At night this is) Me, ma, Aunt Kay, and Bob went. Took a long while. We sat and waited then did a 360 with the flashlight and bam hello mr bubbles. H made bubbles int he H2O in our prison bucket we put him in. Dont worry all you animal activists. After our intense photo shoot we let him go. He got back at mom. Pinched her. We also showed a little kid him. Such a sweet accent him and his family had. “kids” was like “keeee-ids”. then we contemplated more about the night (We are part tookish). We got to go swimming in a pool near the beach which was wonderful. Felt so clean! Then walked to the beach. Sat on the bench and chatted, put feet int he sand and stared at the stars, listened to the ocean. You don’t need a seashell at the ocean! The ocean sounds way better than a seashell. Then sat on the boat like thing. Laid back and looked at the stars. We both saw a shooting star in all its brilliance. Loved it.

not to ruin the wonderfulness but there was definitely a cockroach in the indoor shower. I will NOT be using that shower, only the outside shower, which is way more fun anyway.

712 miles and a story to be told

Kiera — Wed, 04 Aug 2010 20:46:44 +0000

Relaxed adventures.. (yeah right)

Day one and two.. Aug 1 & 2, 2010

The car trip down passed by incredibly fast. I have mad talent to sleep in a car. Shortly after arriving and getting some wonderfully deserved hugs from family we walked right down the beach. Warm cappuccino foamed waved rushed over out toes. These waters were full of Jam fish. Oh man they are so friendly. First Jellyfish sting of my life. At first I thought I scraped some sort of pricker bush or rock. Asked my mom if I got stung. Then it started to feel a tingle. then a little pain leaked over the red blotchy spot on my shin. thank God tons of body builder men were close by to pee on the Jelly sting. No, I am a terrible liar put some shaving cream over the sting spot and shave off with credit card. then pour some vinegar over it. All was over long before nightfall. Happy hour came next. Of course my drink was virgin type. Still have a month and a year less one day until I am twenty-one. I don’t even care to dink tons but just to be able to enjoy and Italian dinner with some red wine.

numero dos

raining today. swam a bit after taking a bite of homemade coffee cake (doesn’t taste like coffee) mm. then aunt Kay got met by another Jelly. A connoisseur of cappuccino at my leisure made a tasty cup. Relaxed and comfortable. I must add I love being out of service with my cell as of now.
P.S. I want to see an alligator and maybe a shark (preferably not biting me)
God has and will protect me so I am not too fearful. His beauty uh-mazes my heart. Songs come forth. My eyes set on the horizon.

the angry moments that quicky flee in the presence of God

Kiera — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 01:16:27 +0000

I hope you feel my hard gaze on your head. You’ve been a match to my wrath of fire. I’d swallow your sea of pride. All that water hopefully will quench your body from what I will do next. No sleep will come when fear takes over the puny mind you have dwindled to dust. rub some dirt into your open sores.. the Samaritan isn’t coming this time.

other important info:

Luke 10:25-37 (The Message)

Defining “Neighbor”

²⁵Just then a religion scholar stood up with a question to test Jesus. “Teacher, what do I need to do to get eternal life?” ²⁶He answered, “What’s written in God’s Law? How do you interpret it?” ²⁷He said, “That you love the Lord your God with all your passion and prayer and muscle and intelligence—and that you love your neighbor as well as you do yourself.” ²⁸“Good answer!” said Jesus. “Do it and you’ll live.” ²⁹Looking for a loophole, he asked, “And just how would you define ‘neighbor’?” ^30-32Jesus answered by telling a story. “There was once a man traveling from Jerusalem to Jericho. On the way he was attacked by robbers. They took his clothes, beat him up, and went off leaving him half-dead. Luckily, a priest was on his way down the same road, but when he saw him he angled across to the other side. Then a Levite religious man showed up; he also avoided the injured man. ^33-35“A Samaritan traveling the road came on him. When he saw the man’s condition, his heart went out to him. He gave him first aid, disinfecting and bandaging his wounds. Then he lifted him onto his donkey, led him to an inn, and made him comfortable. In the morning he took out two silver coins and gave them to the innkeeper, saying, ‘Take good care of him. If it costs any more, put it on my bill—I’ll pay you on my way back.’ ³⁶“What do you think? Which of the three became a neighbor to the man attacked by robbers?” ³⁷“The one who treated him kindly,” the religion scholar responded. Jesus said, “Go and do the same.”

Agape

Kiera — Tue, 25 May 2010 02:30:05 +0000

The almost kiss, how I love that moment. Just looking on it like I’m not the one about to lose more of my heart. God has already taken it, everything else just annoys me. Not gonna be the one to be swept, not looking forward to it for once in this loving life style of answered visions and powerful movement in my bones and in my soul. I’d rather look on from a far any way. It keeps me away from any distractions. I’m way stronger because of the absence of the heart tugger. The one who keeps pressing for something I’ve been letting go of for the past years. Yet the selfish punk inside of me likes writing you these letters like I have some sort of hold on you, the lingering of having power over someone that is chasing. I don’t want this power any longer. Find her. Ill be just fine. I know it. Down in the desert where I belong, changing people headed for dust into the waters of holiness. Where change never ends. Ima run there baby. Keep pressing, you’ll find your path of most resistant, take it like a force. WWI and WWII combined. Oh sweet heart how I’m stoked for your life. All the future I don’t see but I know our papa got the loving deep down under your exterior. Faith will carry on. He will carry you if you just let go of that fist you’ve been hangin on to for the past year. Drop down and get your face dirty. Let him take over. I’m there. Nada left in this crazy formed being. I’ve been on that chair right next to my papa’s ear. Waiting for him to say sweet daughter how I love thee and how I want thee to go for me here is the door. Walk through, you are well prepared. And kisses me on the forehead as I head toward destruction. What a beautiful moment I can picture…

second dose of happiness

Kiera — Thu, 06 May 2010 02:39:17 +0000

The way I see it, need a bit more rain to be worth an ounce of suspicion. Maybe a terribly made old-fashion dress too with those Lord of the Ring swords. How did it come around, well per chance I have no right response. Sorry I haven’t the slightest idea. Could you share your cloud with me. My stomach is a bit rumbling . It feels a bit tight. Mexican food wont do. Lets get off them shoes and climb up this hill of life to see a window only those righteous hands could have made. Lets whisper secrets to him and let him save us how he wants. Then leap into the side of the hill hold my hand I’ll lead you blind into the immersion of the fresh water lake filled with rainbows and watery mirrors of blue. Climb upon that map and find where we are use your heart as a compass, let time do its thing, let the *monkeys grow wings and relax int he warmth of love everlasting what a beautiful sight.

*The usage of monkeys growing wings has to do with something so bazaar and unexplainable and something your eyes don’t miss (like God and his love).

real life winnie the pooh

Kiera — Sun, 02 May 2010 05:21:33 +0000

creative, yet awful at the same time. i like it.

kind of funny how you have to climb those mountains to scream on top of them

Kiera — Wed, 28 Apr 2010 05:32:17 +0000

kind of funny how you have to climb those mountains to scream on top of them.

Like mountains being a reference to situations you need to grow from, things God does in your life to strengthen you and empower you. Hardships where as a good friend told me yesterday you could make it all about you and get overwhelmed in selfishness. Making you the center of your life and situation OR you could let God take those times to draw you closer to him, to seek him harder.. to find him in those times where you feel so lonely. Jesus always went into the desert to find his father to find God. We in our culture/ world see that as a loner, an outsider but our mindsets are so off, how can you hear him speak to you if you are surrounded by everything this world offers? He went alone in the garden of Gethsemane. Where is your desert? Where is your garden? Get away, the power of prayer is strong.1 Sam 2:1

Then Hannah prayed and said:
“My heart rejoices in the LORD;
in the LORD my horn is lifted high.
My mouth boasts over my enemies,
for I delight in your deliverance.

Like Rocky Balboa in movie number 4 he was up against this huge Russian named Drago. When Rocky was training he climbed to the top of this mountain through tons of snow. then he screamed “Drago” from the top of the mountain. Just makes me think of the Joy you have when you conquer it though. God got you through. One of my best friends painted this awesome saying “You must go through valleys to have mountaintop experiences.” Hope you find what you are looking for. I pray God meets you where you are and you have your eyes open just enough to get a glimpse because i know just a glimpse is enough to knock you off your feet. (LIVE above your circumstances, they dont define you, they did not create you.)
I love you!
-Kiera

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:6-7).

“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express” (Romans 8:26).

“Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus” (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18).

-break- means a new emotion/thought

Kiera — Fri, 16 Apr 2010 02:54:59 +0000

There are these times I lay in bed and miss you

From my toes to my head

I ache to see your beautiful smile, and just lay under the stars with you for a while

I love being in your arms I feel so protected and its warm, so soft and my world is alright just being at your side

If I blew you a kiss would it get to you by tomorrow?

If you hold my hand I know everything is alright even if only for a little while

So let’s pretend we are together tonight and dance in the rain to our sweet thunderstorm

Our hearts fused together, no other way to explain it

Your eyes make me melt; your songs start my racing heart

And your voice causes the butterflies in my stomach

a name i cannot mention if only you could see how amazing you are to me

-break-

And just the thought of us not being together freaks my soul

The deepest part of me is just shattered at the look at your face from the distance knowing that I don’t even belong to you in anyway, it hurts

My heart is yours and I give it to you freely like a sweet song that goes on forever that we can dance to into eternity

My eyes cry at this emptiness this ugliness that I can’t hide my face shows the emotion that I don’t ever want to feel

Please call me back to this unanswered prayer that I can’t find words to describe my heart of horrors

I want this tragic black and white nightmare to end but I’m awake and it won’t go away

My fingers shake as they write words that my heart can’t bear to read

I ask you with my last plea, love me

As I run away from myself you disappear into the night with that cold glance that cold glance in sight

I wish I had more strength to keep going, but something is in my path maybe it is a light…

-break-

Guessing your thoughts, or even trying to gather mine does not work, I try to figure it out but it just flat out hurts. I don’t know what you’re doing right now or if you’re thinking about me but I can’t get you out of my head and I the adventure is starting up are we at the climax or the mixed up plot..I’m glad I’m not the writer or else id be stuck in a rut

These turns twist me upside down

I honestly don’t know and I’m glad you can’t see these tears I’ve cried when I’m in my own demise and the power within me isn’t very strong that’s why I need God to help me all along

End my confusing, do what you must and try to be sweet as you smash me in the dust