Louisville Spots...

Louisville has many fine qualities. Some of my favorite things are as follows, but are in no particular order...
1. March is mustache month- There are even some places in town where you can get a discount on a beverage just for sportin' a hairy lip.  www.sunergoscoffee.com This is sunergos coffee shop's preston highway link. I think the discount is $.25 off of coffee.
2. Their are hidden restaurant gems everywhere...
www.hillbillytea.com Hillbilly Tea
www.eiderdowngermantown.com Eiderdown
www.mydakshin.com DakShin
www.cumberlandbrewery.com Cumberland Brewery
www.gasthausdining.com Gasthaus
www.theirishroverky.com The Irish Rover
www.lynnsparadisecafe.com Lynn's Paradise Cafe

More to come of Louisvile favorites...

Psalm of Brokenness...

2010's end brought with it the end of a few many things. As 2011 birthed all things new I began attending a class/group for about 12 weeks at Sojourn. One of our assignments was to write a psalm that reflected where we were with the Lord. I wrote this after losing my job, almost losing my dad, almost losing my means of transportation, and finding out my physical heart was not working well.

Here is my psalm of brokenness...

I am uncovered and destitute.

My head is lifted scarcely from the ground.

My heart is wretched within my chest.

It beats a tune of tears flowing that utter sadness.

The sadness bellows, moaning words that are formless.

I am trapped by my fears; woeful to the last drop of my soul.

Hear my cry; speak gently to your daughter.

My pain is my own doing, Lord.

Consequence is my slave master.

Fear and dread are my constant companions.

Shame drapes and chokes me like a viper affixed upon its prey.

Breath is scarce in this defeated chest.

Hear my cry; speak gently to your daughter.

I have spurned your love, oh husband.

Idols have stolen my eyes from you.

Tangible obsessions tear at my flesh;

Blaring out above the trumpets of safety,

Shrieking above the resonance of your wings,

Echoing trepidation, and ruling over my soul.

My path is laden with a murky voidless night.

My mind is cluttered with the wreckage of my condition.

Hear my cry; speak gently to your daughter.

Hinder not my journey towards you, my Fear-Taker.

Suture the pieces of my heart, my wound-binder.

Breathe the freshness of heaven into these barren lungs, my life-giver.

Make this path brilliant, my light-shiner.

Find me, Oh God, in this shadowy existence, my lost-finder.

Free me from the debris that is littering my head, my mind-clearer.

Hear my cry; speak gently to your daughter.

You created the heavens and all that is within it and yet…

I shy away from your touch and occupy my existence with temporal devices.

You calm the seas, move mountains with your breath and yet…

I grasp at my bitterness and resentment childishly believing in its power above yours.

You promise life and freedom and yet…

I mock you with a consistently disquieted mind.

You show yourself in all things and yet…

I walk with self-inflicted blindness before your glory.

You devoted, to death, the life of Jesus, your son

Yet I live only occasionally in that full knowledge.

Hear my pride Lord, and speak gently to your daughter.

Humbleness, although in contradiction of my transgressing nature, will be my lot.

Your law will be the sustenance on which I feed upon night and day.

Omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent,

You reign

You love

You pursue

You forgive

You forgive

You forgive

Hear my request; speak gently to your daughter.

Come to my rescue, forgive me my prideful subsistence, dry the deluge of my heart.

Hear my proclamation…

You, Oh God, are my God and I will fight the death within me and stand firm upon your Word.

Psalm 12:5

Because of the devastation of the afflicted, because of the groaning of the needy, “Now I will arise,” says the Lord; “I will set him in the safety for which he longs.”

I pray this prayer for those who are in Japan.  God, arise and set these people in the safety for which they long!

Ambience

Soft honey glow of coffee scented Quills.... hmmm lovely! I am enjoying some gRAWnola and a red miele. The front door is left open, with the scent of "after it just rained" wafting in. Calm settles in... It has been a great day. Thinking of Japan... I am so blessed to have this day. Please remember to send prayers their way. It is so easy to stand where I am and not feel the weight of catastrophes that are far away. But... the weight of this is so heavy and there are things we can do to help.
msnbc.com posted this in their tech blog to help people to know how to help.
http://technolog.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2011/03/11/6246445-japans-earthquake-how-to-help
Praying...