8.31.2011

Juice.


 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Zion is a place name often used as a synonym for Jerusalem. The word is first found in Samuel II, 5:7 dating to c.630-540 BCE. It commonly referred to a specific mountain near Jerusalem (Mount Zion), on which stood a Jebusite fortress of the same name that was conquered by David and was named the City of David. The term came to designate the area of Jerusalem where the fortress stood, and later became a metonym for Solomon's Temple in Jerusalem, the city of Jerusalem and generally, the World to Come.

In the Latter Day Saint movement, originating in the United States in the 1830s, Zion refers to a specific location to which members of the millennial church are to be gathered together to live. A Temple is to be built unto the Lord for a sacred work to be performed and for the Lord Jesus Christ to reign when he returns at the Second Coming. Until the gathering of Israel, when the second coming of Jesus Christ. The Latter Day Saints also believe Zion to be their stakes and wards where they gather weekly to renew vows and covenants made to God the Father and to the Son of God.

Me and Brigham Young don't really get along. But I'll give the guy a little credit. If I was going to pick a place to hang out until the second-coming, I think it would be Utah as well. 

8.18.2011

Hey, you're alright.




When I last saw the ocean a few months ago, the sun was setting. Light was fading fast. Normally, my photographic brain would be upset, losing precious sunlight on such majesty. But not this time. I was more excited about the people I was with and the place I was. Fears only seem small by the ocean, so says one of my favorite bands. It really is true. But your fears are as big as you make them, I think. My fears weren't very big then. So, I just got to take a few deep breaths and enjoy how insignificant my white girl problems really were. And still are.

LIke I said, it really is all working out. It'll get right, really it will.

8.14.2011

Highway 270





Someone asked me the other day if I liked living in Oklahoma. Without really even thinking, I said I loved it. Most of the time, my answer is "Yes, it's growing on me" or "It's a big change" but this time, I loved it. It might have been my surroundings, I was in the middle of Robber's Cave State Park but it really didn't even seem like a question.

It's all working out.