Always Serendipity.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Life is but a blink of the eyelashes.

So crazy to think about a lifetime, one life, and how short it really is. Seriously, let your perspective shift. At school we've been talking about heaven and how wondrous it's going to be (I love how we can talk about that at school), and the whole vastness of it. We even dreamed up some things, such as fountains of chocolate and perfect bodies along with perfect everything. But it's going to be even better than that. SO much better than ANYTHING our little pea brains can imagine! Just talking about worshiping God and being with him in intimacy for eternity injects giddiness and excitement into my very being! =)

Next month I'm going to be eighteen. the Big ONE EIGHT. 18! CA-RAZY. I will finally be qualified as an adult. No longer baby Krista, although I don't mind people still calling me that, but nonetheless. Legally, I will be able to be on my own. This tiny realization has brought me to cherish life even more.

Even the little things I've begun to realize. I love how I can come home, and there is always some sort of musical harmony floating through the air. Whether it be my dad playing the guitar, flowing on the piano, live worship at IHOP playing on God TV, some sort of CD singing out of the player, or just simply my Pandora playlist serenading the very atmosphere of my room.

I love how in a quiet classroom, Abigail and I can hear one off/odd sound and turn to look at each other and smile, when no one else seems to notice.

I love how I can blare Flame in the car and feel like the greatest B.A. thug rapper to have ever driven a Toyota Matrix.

Here's some lyrics that made me pumped-

"Man I'm trying to lift Him high
Higher than the stars

I am not of this world like I'm from the planet mars
I love to preach Jesus you can read it in my bars
I'm pretty straight forward when I'm speaking bout my Lord
He paid the sin price being beat by Roman guards
But when He resurrected gave us life free of charge
Now me and my boys need to be in the phych ward
Cause we went crazy for God our lives was scarred"

Although, I know I am VERY white, and embarrassed when I look over at a stoplight to see the person next to me staring at me. Like I'm from the planet mars.

I love how I can have the worst day, where everything seems to go wrong, and walk into my room at the Boys and Girls club and have little Ramona and Annabella race to see who can hug me first. It's precious little hand drawn flowers by them that can completely change my mood.

I love how worship can restore a hurting heart, a sad day, or a wronged circumstance. I can just walk into Breakthrough, forget everything that happened that week, and find such a peace that is healing to the soul. Sometimes it feels like I can't bow low enough...

I love how we can discuss things like heaven, compassion for the poor, ways to act, or just simply how great our God is in Bible class. I LOVE that we even have a Bible class! I love how we can stop what we're doing and pray together for our day. I too often take that for granted.

I love how my mom is so wise in the Holy Spirit. Jesus just oozes out of that woman. It's ridiculous. I love how I can walk down the hall and run into her where she proceeds to say in a high pitched voice "Kristaaaa my loveee!" and squeeze the life out of me. Embarrassing many a time, yes, but I've LEARNED to love it.

MY LIFE IS ABUNDANT IN BLESSINGS! This is a statement I need to remind myself. Daily. How selfish we become in this materialistic world, always comparing with others or looking for something MORE we "need". "Need" my butt. It's a want.

So look around you! Notice the small things that add just a little bit of joy to your day. Then remember them, so you can hold onto that joy. I always hold onto the fact that

God is forever with me, forever forgiving, and forever loving me. little unworthy

Krista Joy Kintner.

and You as well my friend.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Lets make some goals

So I was thinking about the things I love, and where I want to go exactly.

God has placed such a great purpose on those who strive to be like Him, to share His immense love with others, the love that we cannot even BEGIN to comprehend. Ah, how great is He!

Anyways, it made me wonder about some things I would like to do, sometime in my life.

Here's what I came up with...

Sell a painting, that I've painted.

Move to Seattle (almost there)

Learn to play guitar...(well)

Go to Paris or Italy

Learn how to drive manual! (so I can feel like a race car driver)

Road trip across at least two states with Abigail.

Walk on the streets of New York

Mission trip to Africa- my heart's been set on there for forever it seems

Last but not least

Discover who, and where God wants me to be. This life is so useless without Him. What are we if we are not operating in His love?

I'm sure I'll come up with some more as I venture on this unknown journey called life. But with the best guide possible.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Beauty from the broken.

Bruised and Broken.

Ripped and torn.

Pierced and Shattered.

how wretched and wronged.

where is this new found comfort that I cannot seem to see through this fog?

Peace?

where are you. Around the corner?

please tell me.

I see glimpses of it sometimes. like a flowing scarf in the wind.

like the shine of the sun that fancies folding his hands behind the clouds.

I fall. I hurt. Pain, you are as close as my skin. We become one through the lessons of unknown.

Of doubt.

Oh ye of little faith.

Bitterness, you cut. Sharp to the touch. Such an awful taste resonates on my tongue.

my heart throbs from this unnecessary torture.

I have no need of you.

so then why are you still here?

It's because I'm still grasping the wrong end of the blade isn't it...?

Sigh.

I can't do this alone.

Release in His arms, healing envelops the wound.

It Seeps in.

Deep.

undone in my sin. undone in my will.

Breathe? I can't seem to find the capacity of the in and out movement.

Restoration is the sturdy arm I grab hold of.

Love is the sadness. Love is the madness. Love you are the core.

How key are you.

Love is the beginning. and You are the end.

Grace you pair off with her, intertwined in a never ending twirl of ecstasy.

Dance within my being, for this certain suffering has been my companion for far too long.

Mercy, she is here in the midst of this calm rain as well.

Dripping down.

Oh how truly lovely you are.

Smile. Wide. He beams over me.

Music retreats into my bones.

Wrapping tightly around, with notes of peace placed softly in harmonized key.

Hello Surrenderance,

we meet yet again.

I know we'll become quite close over time.

Even as close as Pain and I feel right now.

It won't be long before the loss of my words are just enough to satisfy His craving of my heart.

For it is yours.

It always has been.

and it always will be.

Friday, January 1, 2010

Two. Thousand. Ten.

Stepping into a new year. A new era of things. I don't especially look forward to New Years. I mean, it's fun and all, but it always forces me to think of what I'm going to do in the next year. Where I'm going to go. Who I'm going to meet. What opportunities will be placed before me, and what decisions I will make. Which course to follow, which path to embark on. So many questions. So short notice. Seconds add up to minutes which add up to knots in my throbbing head.

My throat becomes dry as I breathe, gasp for some hydration to release this stress of the future. Maybe I'm getting a little ahead of myself here...or am I? Yes, yes I am.

I think the most shocking aspect of things to come, is the unknown of what they will be.

Being uncertain is always tricky. On the other hand, refreshing. Fear tied with surprise.

Scary excitement. Shockingly wonderful. Oh Lord I pray. A new year also makes me feel like I must let go of the past, or something related to that. Move on.

But what if I don't want to future?

What if I want you both? Can't I please hold both of your hands?

Past, you're warm and fresh to my memory. Future, you're cold to the touch, but also very refreshing.

Wishes flood my brain nerves. Lord, I know you want to fulfill the desires of my heart, but how come I can't see it right now? I know. All in good time, all in good time. I won't push things upon you. I refuse to demand selfish childish commands that are ridiculous at great heights. You extend your love to me that never seems to end. It wraps, envelops over me like a cold winter fog, how can I be so selfish when you are so selfless? Thank you again. I thank you. SO.

I step. I jump. Heck, I leap. Into unknown waters, and unheard of boundaries. Grasping the only reality I know, that keeps me moving, and continues to guide my awkward limp feet.

I have Faith in the substance of things hoped for, which is the evidence of things not seen.

Monday, October 26, 2009

The definition of being "under the weather"

Sigh. Today is day nine of being "under the weather". I wish I could say I'm above the weather, flying high with the birds into the heart of the sun. But I feel like the exact opposite. Sinking down, down into a cold abyss of head congestion and throbbing sore throats. I went to the doctor yesterday and waited around 2 hours to see this one man for about 2 minutes. He's not like a magical healer, or even a king. If he was the king of India, I would totally understand. But this stuck up doctor? really? I took a test and turns out, I in fact, DONT have the flu! HA. imagine that. And the nurse also proceeds to tell us that if I had come in the day after I received this little germ of a sickness, I could've taken some medicine and probably would've been better with in 2 days of taking it. HOW ridiculous. That's all I have to say. I spent my senior homecoming recovering from a flu I could've avoided, and taking care of my dear friend who was throwing up. Life is silly sometimes. But it's alright. Hopefully this bug will be gone by next week, or even better, this week! I feel completely useless when I'm sick. I cannot really do anything, or go anywhere. and so I pray. Dear Jesus, send angels with vacuums to suck this cough and cold right out of me. Amen.