my loves

in heaven i will eat french silk pie and never get sick.

look at this: www.myspace.com/jemstate
scroll down and watch the video clip

my man is the hairy, handsome one.

this morning i woke-up the intense desire to pray and read the word.

it happens just like that.

jesus just said, 'it's been a while, i miss you. let's talk.'

he is the best thing i can think of.
he is the best thing.

not even the stories or the disciplines or the music that is generated from the thought of him, or the good deeds that are the fruit of knowing him.

he is the best thing.
he is the only one who has and always will know me.

he knows i need quiet time. he knows i have to be reminded of his love to be reassured that really, truly, everything works for those who love the lord.

not 'works out' in the sense that i will experience no pain. but my soul is secure.
and there isn't any better security.

i've been spending a lot of time with my man j. lately. he is truly special. a heart that bursts with gratefulness and compassion.

but he is not jesus. never will be.
he is the best.
he will always remain my best love.

some may think that i was an extrovert, gaining my energy from those around me.
but i realize again that i am a true introvert. getting my energy from the times where i am alone, in thought, journaling, praying, meditating.

i've neglected this part of me lately. didn't think it was that important. i know better now.

i hear continual stories of how marriages fall-apart. how people are unsatisfied. it's the scariest thing in the world. i don't want to get into something that will just corrode.

but i realize this morning that this is the life. he is the life. nothing else. ever.

and everything else comes up out of it.