grace | five minute fri(day thirty-one)

My name means grace.

Hannah, from Hebrew, meaning favor or grace.

We talk about grace a lot these days. With good reason – we all need it. Desperately. Grace is a beautiful, beautiful thing.

The ordinary grace between you and me, the forgiveness, the smile, the gentle words. The incredible, perfect, overwhelming grace from Him. The grace that I want to drown in, that I beg for day after day, that I forget far too often.

Grace is something I’m not sure I can do justice with words.

But my name means favor, as well. And I think that grace is an expression of favor. Free and unmerited, the dictionary says.

He has given us grace because He loves us.

We have found favor in His sight.

And this, this is the beauty that brings me to my knees.

That somehow, I have found favor in His sight.

Truthfully, I have stumbled my way into favor. I have blundered my way into His sight with skinned knees and a sinful heart, and He has forgiven.

He found favor. He gave grace.

And this is the truth written on my heart, the truth that claims my soul.

This is my name.

One who has found favor.

I’m ready to live into it.

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it’s five minute friday, where we link up with Lisa-Jo to write for five minutes on a word. it’s also the end of 31 days. PRAISEALLUJAH. but really. it’s been a good month, and PTL it’s over. it’s probably going to be quiet around here (#noblogvember) as I take some time to recover from the sprint that was 31 days. if you’ve been reading along, thank you from the bottom of my heart, and never fear: I shall return. perhaps with more bad haikus.

lead | day thirty

i’ve always been

one to keep my head above water

treading limbs, fighting lungs

i’m all in

(but i’d like to keep my hair dry, thanks)

well i sure know how to sing

that if grace is an ocean

we’re all sinking

but i also know how

to not sink.

i’m tired

of dipping toes

and wading up to my ankles.

so let the waves

pull me under

i will let out this breath

i’ve been holding

sink like lead

and let the water

wash over me.

———–

one. more. day. I kinda can’t believe it’s over? and am also…pretty glad it’s over. and amazed I made it this far. today’s word from Amy and if you want to give me a prompt word you got one chance left! tweet it @hannahboning.

[october 2013]

The past months seem to have gone by in a blur. October did not. I suspect this has something to do with 31 days, aka the brilliant masochist impulse decision to blog every single day for a month. Now, for the record, let me just state: I am glad I am doing 31 days. I have no regrets. But, also, MUURGGGHHH.

And on that note…let’s talk about what I loved in October.

reading [book-wise]

  • Allegiant, Veronica Roth. So I’m a huge fan of the Divergent series and when the final book of the trilogy came out, obviously I immediately bought it on Kindle and ignored my responsibilities for two days while I read it. And, wow. There were twists that I did NOT see coming, but I love it. I think it’s a perfect conclusion to the story, and Roth made some gusty choices, and I respect any author who does that. (Also, I immediately decided to re-read the whole trilogy, so I read Divergent this month, too. Also in two days.)
  • The Elite, Kiera Cass. I mentioned last month that I enjoyed The Selection and hoped that she was going a little deeper with the second book and was not disappointed. I read The Elite in a day. A DAY. It’s been forever since that happened. I need the third book now, pleaseandthankyou.
  • The Power of Six and The Rise of Nine, Pittacus Lore. Still working my way through the Lorien Legacies series, and still enjoying it very much.
  • The Gifts of Imperfection, Brene Brown. It took me a few months to get all the way through this, but it’s amazing. Such a wise book filled with truth. I want to live wholehearted.
  • in progress: Emma (Jane Austen), Grace for the Good Girl and A Million Little Ways (Emily Freeman), The Book Thief (Marcus Zusak), 19 Varieties of Gazelle (poetry by Naomi Shihab Nye). Yes. I read multiple books at once. It’s a problem.
  • (also I’m trying to get myself to actually use Goodreads sooo you can find me here!)

reading [blog-wise]

listening

my october jams are right here.

mostly, though: Sara Bareilles. all the Sara Bareilles. I’m obsessed with The Blessed Unrest, obviously, and her live album is great.

watching

  • finally caught up on Elementary and this has easily become one of my favorite shows. Also, I want to steal all of Joan Watson’s adorable booties.
  • Dance Academy ended. For good. It was good. I cried.
  • Parks and Rec is back!
  • Once Upon A Time. just. yes.
  • I’m totally hooked on The Voice. Oops. It’s great, and I’m completely and absolutely NOT gifted with the ability to sing, so I’m basically constantly in awe of anyone who can.
  • EMMA APPROVED. IS A THING. If anyone watched the Lizzie Bennet Diaries, you probably already know about Emma Approved. If you don’t, it’s fantastic. The cast is fantastic, I both adore and want to strangle Emma (as it should be), and Knightley is cute. No shame. I was hesitant at first, and there’s some weirdness going on with who the audience is, but it’s mostly won me over.
  • and when it comes to classic-novels-turned-vlogs, Adventures of Jane Eyre is just too good.

eating

  • I improvised some pumpkin chai cookies. Because, you know, all the pumpkin.
  • Also, I took Joy the Baker’s chocolate cookie recipe and fiddled to make some chocolate-almond-coconut cookies that were DELISH. HELLO. I also adapted this into some ginger cardamom shortbread cookies and they were good, but no spectacular. I’m pretty sure shortbread can smell fear.
  • Apple almond cinnamon scones, based on a simple sour cream scone recipe. Yum. Yum. Yum. (Can you tell we have a thing for baked goods?)
  • annd when it comes to real food….this green chile chicken & lime soup is fantastic.

loving

  • the few perfectly-fall days we’ve had. crisp air, blue skies, crunchy leaves. i’m in love.
  • me + my hammock + the park have been having a lot of quality time.
  • 31 days. yes, yes, we were about twelve days in when I started wanting to pull my hair out but it’s been a lot of fun and such a good experience to challenge myself to write every day. although, it basically turned into 31 days of poetry pretty soon on. and a little fiction. apparently that’s something I do now.
  • sweet harvest pumpkin tea. get on it.
  • wearing sweatpants. getting cozy.
  • the adventure that is growing out a buzz cut. my hair has a mind of it’s own, I swear, so this has been interesting. but fun.

As usual, I’m linking up with Leigh Kramer to share what I’ve been into in October. what’s on your love list for this month?

 

frost | day twenty-nine

frost comes

silent in the night

icy fingers wrapping around

every leaf and branch and blade of grass

there’s something so beautiful about

the wintery death that crystallizes on every green thing

throwing spring into such sharp relief

so far away

but just hold on, darling

dig your roots deep and keep believing

frost comes silent

a forewarning of what is to come

ice and snow and windy nights

dig deep and find the beauty in that death

because frost melts with the sun.

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two. more. days. hollllllla. today’s word from Sarah and like TWO DAYS GUYS TILL 31 DAYS IS OVER. i’m a little excited. 

whole | day twenty-eight

two halves make a whole

or four quarters

five fifths

six sixths

seven sevenths

eight eighths

(i could keep going

but i think you get the point)

that we are made of a million pieces

a million little shards

that make us whole

coloring our days

name, age, birthday

how many bones you’ve broken

your favorite color

do you sleep on your side?

do you prefer sunshine or rain?

a million little things

make you who you are

a million little secrets

the way your nose wrinkles when you think

your half-asleep smile

a million bits of you

and it might take

my whole life long

but i want to learn

every

single

one.

———————

there are three days left in 31 days. yes. three. count em. get excited. today’s word from my friend Ashelyn. 

 

ache | day twenty-seven

there’s an ache down in my bones

a hollow sitting in my heart

that is roughly the size

of you

 

there’s an empty in my hands

where your fingers fit mine

and there’s a longing in my lungs

to hear the rhythm of your breath

 

my shoulder feels too cold

without yours pressed against it

and my laugh sounds flat

without yours twisted into it

 

see there’s this ache in my bones

because your bones should be walking through this world next to mine

and yet

they’re not.

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whoop whoop. one day closer to November. more poetry. suprise. today’s word from Vanessa. 31 days is almost over so if you want to give me a word get on it! @hannahboning

world | day twenty-six

I just want you to know

that this world is a better place with you in it.

yes, you.

I know. I know.

I know it doesn’t feel that way sometimes.

I know you think you messed up.

I know you think you don’t matter.

but oh, darling, you do.

there is a beauty in your eyes

that has nothing to do with their color

and everything to do with your soul

there is a strength in your steps

simply because you are still walking

and you hold your heart in your hands

try and unclench that fist, darling.

just a little.

just a bit.

because everything you are

doesn’t need to be hidden.

and this world can be harsh,

I know. I know.

but I promise you that bruises heal

and there are people pulling for you

and I just want to see you shine.

because I know you can.

and this world

is a better place

with your heart

and your soul

and your dreams

and your smile

in it.

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it’s back to poetry-like-things for 31 days. who’s surprised? that’s right, no one. at least it’s not about me not wanting to write. and it’s not a haiku. ba-bam. everybody get excited because there are five days left. today’s word from Erin, who’s kinda awesome.