anuhea

this girl is so beautiful
her music her style
so chill and natural
she's part native Hawaiian
and grew up in Maui.

her Hawaiian grandmother had a dream
before she was born, with the name
Anuheake'alaokalokelani,
which means
'the cool fragrance of the heavenly rose'
(which is the Maui flower).

born Rylee Anuheake'alaokalokelani Jenkins
she is known as Anuhea,
which by itself means
'cool breeze'

admittedly, I listened to her music
because I was intrigued by her name.
I love names from the Pacific Islands
(and yes a large part of my blood is Pacifika)
and I especially love names with real meaning
which were given deliberately and
in love.
which is the way I grew up.

enjoy!



my 3BT for today

1. a lovely email from a woman who is closer
than a friend, a sister

2. discovering music that stirs my heart

3. something beautiful today which is yet to come

cocoa & cuddly blankets

today I woke up
and the sun was shining.
Even though summer is long gone
today is so beautiful.

I get so down at wintertime,
as I feel the cold so easily.
but this year,
I decided it's time to Look.

to see the beauty of God in wintertime
(without snow)
and every sunny day is incredibly
precious to me.
i never want to take one for granted.
even in summer! ha

I've been sick, so lying in bed
listening to Bethel podcasts
and watching Dr Who

sigh. happy simple times.

My 3BT

1. Memories of younger days that are brought
back when I watch Dr Who

2. Feeling that sense of excitement for the future
with no idea what is to come, but just knowing that
my Lover said it will be more than I could dream

3. hope of another beautiful summer to come


time for hot chocolate.

the rescue

So.. we went to The Rescue event in Sydney on Saturday.
We met at Milson's point and a bunch of us from
YWAM volunteered on the day
(blue shirts - "here to help")
We marched in groups from Milsons Point
to Mrs Macquarie's Chair (where she would pray for Sydney)
then later that night,
to Hyde Park Barracks where we slept.
"slept"

we walked
we laughed
we prayed
we stood out
we worshipped
we stood up
for truth love and justice

you're My Beloved...Lover, I'm yours

my friend posted these lyrics,
by a band called Tenth Avenue North
amazing.

Love of my life
Look deep in my eyes
There you will find what you need
Give me your life
Lust and the lies
The past you're afraid I might see
You've been running away from me

You're my beloved
Lover I'm yours
Death shall not part us
It's you I died for
For better or worse
Forever we'll be
Our Love it unites us
It binds you to me
It's a mystery

Love of my life
Look deep in my eyes
There you will find what you need
I'm the giver of life
I'll clothe you in white
My immaculate bride you will be
Oh come running home to me yeah

You're my beloved
Lover I'm yours
and Death shall not part us
It's you I died for
For better or worse
Forever we'll be
Our Love it unites us
and it binds you to me yea now now

Well you've been a mistress, my wife
Chasing lovers it won't satisfy
Won't you let me make you my bride
You will drink of my lips
And you'll taste new life

You're my beloved
Lover I'm yours
Death shall not part us
It's you I died for
For better or worse
Forever we'll be
Our Love it unites us
it binds you to me

You're my beloved
Forever we'll be
Our love it unites us
And it binds you to me
It's a mystery

i dare you to move: Veritas et Aequitas

I was so close to getting my registration yesterday
but now they need a copy of my year 12 transcript
to see my english exam results.

Year 12.
that was so long ago!
I didn't even finish year 12 in this decade!
sigh.

ok, so my frustration level is peaking,
but as my friend always reminds me...
.. God is still on the throne! haha

tomorrow night I am heading into the city
with some other YWAMmers
to volunteer for the Invisible Children
awareness event (The Rescue)
for the children who are abducted in
Sudan/Uganda/Congo/CAR
for the rebel army.

you can see The Rough Cut here
which gives a background on the organisation
and the plight of these children.
there is an updated video on the site also,
with the current situation
and their blog.

so tomorrow night, in 90 cities around the world,
people will gather for a solemn march and
sleep on the street to bring awareness of these tragedies.

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.

A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

~ excerpt from auguries of innocence
by William Blake

merry-go-rounds & sashimi daze

so tomorrow I will hopefully
be able to put in my application for
my nursing registration.
awright!

sigh, life is still changing...
all things..
work together..
for Good :D
Coz I love Him.

I went to sushi train for the first time on Monday
with some close friends
I am still craving sashimi.







My 3BT for today:

1. Praying for a dear friend and seeing God
touch her heart and find peace in His arms.

2. Holding the hand of another dear friend.

3. Chocolate cake, tea & laughter with my girls.

tiptoeing

so as you can probably tell,
God has been shaking up my world over
the last few months.
well.. ok.. He's been doing it here and there
for a long time,
but over the last 6 months,
more than usual!

and once again, it all
comes down to Love.

very lately, He's been speaking about
identity and value and love
and how it all encompasses His heart.

I started sorting through boxes today,
preparing to move
and I came across old photos and letters
friends and boyfriends
and a world so old and far removed from my present one
I find myself wondering
who was the girl that owned these things
once upon a time?

there are people in the photos I
haven't spoken to in years
and letters to and from people
who turned out not to be what they had seemed.

it's funny how life turns out.
never the way you think,
but when you walk with your little hand in His big one,
it turns out better.
More beautiful.

but no matter what has happened,
it still comes down to love
and it's love that casts away all fear and
love that transcends
and love that changes people
and love that heals.

love that sacrifices.
love for the dirty and dying.
love that is life, not art.
love that is intimate in every way.

love of the unconditional kind.
the kind I am dying to learn
and through which,
I'm learning to die.

woven

This love that turns my head
Burns me as I lay upon my bed
This Man that bends my religion
Who knows my name
And every inclination

Offers His hand to me
To dance
Offers His hand to me
To dream

Hope trails His every breath and love floods His every step
I catch his eye
But for a moment

Eternity bends
And Darkness quivers at the sound
At the voice that calls the universe to bow

With a single breath
The foundations of the earth are laid bare
A voice like the sound of rushing waters
Whispers my name
Eyes like fire burn with passion
For my soul

My hands drip with incense
As His fingers brush mine

Enfolded in His warm love my heart beats

Red

Liquid trickles down from beyond the ages

Dripping from the tree that rent the earth
The blood that split time
And caught my tears in a bottle by His heart
Time lost its grip and death lost its moment

But still my forlorn heart
Wondered where was its warrior
But You were always mine
And I was always yours

Your heart was ever towards me
You knew my wounds even outside of time
All I was to You was lovely
Inside and outside You walk with me

Beyond and before You dream with me

I can’t take my eyes off of You
My heart beats for You
My soul burns with You

Your melody turns my tongue to dancing
And my fingers to search for Yours
To thread You in the fibre of my being

But You’re already there
Woven into my breath

Melted into my spirit

by kealoha (me!)

time after time

my 3BT for today:

1. Thoroughly washing my long long hair and realising I am glad that I didn't chop it off last week in the heat of the moment.. felt so good!

2. Hot salami & cheese sandwiches.. SO worth the bad breath

3. The ache deep deep inside that calls me nearer to my Saviour. Today it is particularly strong, beckoning me to look for comfort elsewhere.. but where can I go except to My Eternal Love?

blood & love

I've been sitting on skype talking to
a close friend
just sharing and marveling at the
grace and goodness of God.

and I feel His presence here so strong
right now.

God is so Good.
Good feels like a word that doesn't
even come close to touching that part of Him.
But it's the best one we have.

My heart is bubbling over
and feels as though it would
burst from my chest.

He is showing me that He is a warrior.
Once, this thought scared me,
but His weapons are Love, Grace, Hope & Truth.
And The Blood.



I'm in love with a Man I'm in love with a Stranger
I'm in love with my Maker whom I have never seen
I'm in love with the Lamb I'm in love with the Lion
I'm in love with my Savior whom I have yet to know

O won't You let me love You more, this is all that I desire
Won't You let me love You more this is all that I require
Won't You let me love You more this is my deepest heart's desire
Won't You let me love You more still more and more

You could give to me the gift of walking on water
maybe I will raise the dead
I have one life to live all I have to give to You is love
I have one life to live all I have to give to You is love

If I never walk on water if I never see the miracles
if I never hear your voice so loud
Just knowing that You love me is enough to keep me here
Just hearing those words is enough is enough to satisfy
You do You do You satisfy I couldn't leave even if a tried
I must have You I must have You

When it's been said and when it's all been done
When the race is run it all comes to love

extravagant incandescence

Ode to a pair of socks

Maru Mori brought me
a pair
of socks
that she knit with her
shepherd's hands.
Two socks as soft
as rabbit fur.
I thrust my feet
inside them
as if they were
two
little boxes
knit
from threads
of sunset
and sheepskin.

My feet were
two woolen
fish
in those outrageous socks,
two gangly,
navy-blue sharks
impaled
on a golden thread,
two giant blackbirds,
two cannons:
thus
were my feet
honored
by
those
heavenly
socks.
They were
so beautiful
I found my feet
unlovable
for the very first time,
like two crusty old
firemen, firemen
unworthy
of that embroidered
fire,
those incandescent
socks.

Nevertheless
I fought
the sharp temptation
to put them away
the way schoolboys
put
fireflies in a bottle,
the way scholars
hoard
holy writ.
I fought
the mad urge
to lock them
in a golden
cage
and feed them birdseed
and morsels of pink melon
every day.
Like jungle
explorers
who deliver a young deer
of the rarest species
to the roasting spit
then wolf it down
in shame,
I stretched
my feet forward
and pulled on
those
gorgeous
socks,
and over them
my shoes.

So this is
the moral of my ode:
beauty is beauty
twice over
and good things are doubly
good
when you're talking about a pair of wool
socks
in the dead of winter.

taken from Odes to Common Things
by Pablo Neruda
one of my favourite poets

warm whispers

I've been thinking about love.
so much has been written about it
so much has been said about it
sung about it..
it confounds, it inspires,
it moves people and it changes things.
and that's not even the kind that lasts through eternity.

I barely understand it.
but I do know that it is the very essence of my God.
He didn't invent it; it is what and who He is.
that in itself is so hard to wrap my mind around.

Years ago, this immature girl asked God
to show her what love truly is.
What it means to love and what love is.
Not just the romantic kind.
I had no idea what that would entail.

but then, I always seem to ask God for the hard things.
I figure, life's too short to sleep your way through it.
hmm.

that's all for now.
and my 3BT for today:

1. Contemplating life and love and value, then Realising the treasures that God put in my path are more than I could have dreamt of or asked for.
2. Knowing real Love.
3. Sitting on my bed listening to and breathing in the rain falling through the trees just outside my window.

Sleeping to Dream

Uni informed me the other day that they sent off my
course completion papers to the nursing board.
Yay.

I've spent so much time in the Glory this week
and feeling so.... anticipatory...
I got asked today, do I feel called to full time missions..?
a few months ago, I would have answered a resounding YES.

but now.. life's not the way I'd planned.
ha. funny that.
I guess it never was at any time.
I like it.

as one or two wise persons put it,
when it's been said and done,
it all comes down to love.

I got that revelation deep deep in my heart and soul
a few years ago and that's the way I've been living
and want to continue to live.

To Love.

My 3BT for this past week:

1. Seeing someone who had been holding back from God,
come to that place where it's all or nothing. And then seeing them
choose Him.
2. Friends that are so close to my heart,
the word friends doesn't even begin to describe them.
3. Touching heaven.


My 3BT for today:

1. Painting the faces of excited kids and friends at the market
2. Seeing the heart of a person revealed in their smile,
and in the shyness of their eyes, when they realise
that you can see them.
3. Nachos.

Cuz you our King.
You get da real power,
An you stay awesome foeva.
Dass it!”

puddles and tea cosies

it would seem that summer is well and truly over.
a deep sigh emanates from my heart at this realisation.
there is beauty to be found in winter
so this year, that is what i will look for.


life now looks nothing like i thought it would
even a few months ago
but in the last few days,
things have changed somewhat
so that now even my future
looks quite different to what i'd pictured
(however loosely).
never can tell eh?

my 3BT for today:
1. a new day for new things
2. photoshop
3. tea

it can't rain everyday

still feel like i'm in some kind of limbo.
still waiting for uni papers.

so i decided to find my Three Beautiful Things for today

1. licking nutella off my hands
2. fluffy dark grey clouds
3. memories of my cat snuggling against my chest in wintertime