begin again (again)

i am thinking of switching to blogger rather than xanga for a few reasons...but suffice it to say, if you are new to this page, here's what this blog is not:
*a place for professional, perfectly composed pieces of writing
*boring and uninspired ramblings about what i ate today
*super and over-indulgent emotional entries that give you far more than you ever wanted to know about the inner workings of my mind
*impersonal commentary on the world

this blog is a variety of things, ranging from:
*prayers
*poems
*creative non fiction prose
*(someday) snippets of fiction
*letters to 'you', the vague and undefined reader of this thing
*rough drafts of creative writing
*a glance at this crazy world through becca-colored lenses

there. glad to get that out of the way.

here's my most recent post, and to take the writing rollercoaster ride that i've been strapped into over the past few years, click here, for archives.

just a lil somethin' somethin'
all week long, we run a marathon towards approval. and it rarely feels like the beginning of a race, when you've got tons of energy, and you've stretched, and you're feeling great. instead it feels like at the end of the race, when you're staggering forward and you feel like any muscle will give out at any minute. and in our exhaustion and fear of failure, we turn to our peers and sabotage them. we trip them up with our finger-pointing and judging. this place, these people, strive to communicate affirmation over approval. we often fail.
but the God who knows the depths of who we are still comes alongside us in the race and calls us to slow down, to walk away from trying to figure out who's in and who's out, to a path towards affirmation and love.
let us stop running, if even for an hour, and rest beside this God of love.

(acknowledging God's presence snippet (kind of like a call to worship, something we do before worship starts @ bsm)).

a respite from the race, i wish for you,
becca