Brieanna Niebuhr

Noah Gundersen (at Record Bar)

Wed, 14 Nov 2012 00:19:27 -0500

Noah Gundersen (at Record Bar)

Nobody escapes being wounded. We all are wounded people, whether physically, emotionally, mentally,...

Sun, 08 Jul 2012 10:56:20 -0400

Nobody escapes being wounded. We all are wounded people, whether physically, emotionally,
mentally, or spiritually. The main question is not “How can we hide our wounds?”
so we don’t have to be embarrassed, but “How can we put our woundedness in the service
of others?” When our wounds cease to be a source of shame, and become a source
of healing, we have become wounded healers.

Jesus is God’s wounded healer: through his wounds we are healed. Jesus’ suffering
and death brought joy and life. His humiliation brought glory; his rejection brought
a community of love. As followers of Jesus we can also allow our wounds to bring
healing to others.

- Henri J. M. Nouwen

arane: Fleet Foxes — Can’t Help Falling In Love

Thu, 28 Jun 2012 21:38:10 -0400

arane:

Fleet Foxes — Can’t Help Falling In Love

Video

Wed, 25 Apr 2012 14:28:33 -0400

“The wind is up above the world before a twig on the tree has moved. So there must always be a...

Tue, 27 Mar 2012 11:17:47 -0400

“The wind is up above the world before a twig on the tree has moved. So there must always be a battle in the sky before there is a battle on the earth. Since it is lawful to pray for the coming of the kingdom, it is lawful also to pray for the coming of the revolution that shall restore the kingdom. It is lawful to hope to hear the wind of Heaven in the trees. It is lawful to pray ‘Thine anger come on earth as it is in Heaven.’”

-G.K. Chesterton in “The Wind and the Trees” in Tremendous Trifles

“That man is perfect in faith who can come to God in the utter dearth of his feelings and desires,...

Thu, 22 Mar 2012 15:23:03 -0400

“That man is perfect in faith who can come to God in the utter dearth of his feelings and desires, without a glow or an aspiration, with the weight of low thoughts, failures, neglects, and wandering forgetfulness, and say to Him, ‘Thou art my refuge.’”

— George MacDonald, Unspoken Sermons, “The Child in the Midst”

"Being with a friend in great pain is not easy. It makes us uncomfortable. We do not know what to..."

Thu, 15 Mar 2012 08:14:31 -0400

“

Being with a friend in great pain is not easy. It makes us uncomfortable. We do
not know what to do or what to say, and we worry about how to respond to what we
hear. Our temptation is to say things that come more out of our own fear than
out of our care for the person in pain. Sometimes we say things like “Well, you’re
doing a lot better than yesterday,” or “You will soon be your old self again,”
or “I’m sure you will get over this.” But often we know that what we’re saying
is not true, and our friends know it too.
We do not have to play games with each other. We can simply say: “I am your friend,
I am happy to be with you.” We can say that in words or with touch or with loving
silence. Sometimes it is good to say: “You don’t have to talk. Just close your
eyes. I am here with you, thinking of you, praying for you, loving you.”

- Henri J. M. Nouwen

”

"Perhaps we don’t like what we see: our hips, our loss of hair, our shoe size, our dimples, our..."

Mon, 12 Mar 2012 14:40:24 -0400

“Perhaps we don’t like what we see: our hips, our loss of hair, our shoe size, our dimples, our knuckles too big, our eating habits, our disposition. We have disclosed these things in secret, likes and dislikes, behind doors with locks, our lonely rooms, our messy desks, our empty hearts, our sudden bursts of energy, our sudden bouts of depression. Don’t worry. Put away your mirrors and your beauty magazines and your books on tape. There is someone right here who knows you more than you do, who is making room on the couch, who is fixing a meal, who is putting on your favorite record, who is listening intently to what you have to say, who is standing there with you, face to face, hand to hand, eye to eye, mouth to mouth. There is no space left uncovered. This is where you belong.”

- Sufjan stevens

Hands are beautiful. Letters are wonderful.

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 11:50:32 -0500

Hands are beautiful. Letters are wonderful.

thatkindofwoman: (Kinfolk Dinner in Brooklyn via La Buena Vida)

Tue, 28 Feb 2012 11:41:59 -0500

thatkindofwoman:

(Kinfolk Dinner in Brooklyn via La Buena Vida)

tramah: hands (by daylessday)

Wed, 22 Feb 2012 18:00:50 -0500

tramah:

hands (by daylessday)

Photo

Tue, 21 Feb 2012 10:56:38 -0500

"At its best our age is an age of searchers and discoverers, and at its worst, an age that has..."

Wed, 15 Feb 2012 02:00:53 -0500

“At its best our age is an age of searchers and discoverers, and at its worst, an age that has domesticated despair and learned to live with it happily.”

- Flannery O’Connor (via dailyflanneryoc)

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer’s ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his...

Wed, 15 Feb 2012 00:53:03 -0500

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
’Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.

Dear Name, the Rock on which I build,
My Shield and Hiding Place,
My never failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace!

By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.

Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
O Prophet, Priest and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.

Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I’ll praise Thee as I ought.

Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath,
And may the music of Thy Name
Refresh my soul in death!
John Newton

Sonnet 116

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 18:29:06 -0500

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

"Many voices ask for our attention. There is a voice that says, “Prove that you are a good..."

Fri, 13 Jan 2012 10:39:47 -0500

“

Many voices ask for our attention. There is a voice that says, “Prove that you are
a good person.” Another voice says, “You’d better be ashamed of yourself.” There
also is a voice that says, “Nobody really cares about you,” and one that says,
“Be sure to become successful, popular, and powerful.” But underneath all these
often very noisy voices is a still, small voice that says, “You are my Beloved,
my favor rests on you.” That’s the voice we need most of all to hear. To hear that
voice, however, requires special effort; it requires solitude, silence, and a strong
determination to listen.

That’s what prayer is. It is listening to the voice that calls us “my Beloved.”

- Henri J. M. Nouwen

”

"Friendship is one of the greatest gifts a human being can receive. It is a bond beyond common..."

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 08:57:06 -0500

“Friendship is one of the greatest gifts a human being can receive. It is a bond
beyond common goals, common interests, or common histories. It is a bond stronger
than sexual union can create, deeper than a shared fate can solidify, and even more
intimate than the bonds of marriage or community. Friendship is being with the other
in joy and sorrow, even when we cannot increase the joy or decrease the sorrow.
It is a unity of souls that gives nobility and sincerity to love. Friendship makes
all of life shine brightly. Blessed are those who lay down their lives for their
friends.”

- Henri J. M. Nouwen

Photo

Thu, 05 Jan 2012 19:51:11 -0500

I wish the holidays could start over again. I wish I had been...

Sun, 01 Jan 2012 17:54:23 -0500

I wish the holidays could start over again. I wish I had been more present in them, more capable of savoring the intimacy of the season. Work, school and long distances between family make it all difficult. My new years resolution just might be learning to savor, enjoy and embrace the present as the gift that it truly is.

Happy New Year

Sat, 31 Dec 2011 21:29:14 -0500

Happy New Year