If you are out to describe the truth, leave elegance to the tailor.
- Albert Einstein

Wednesday, February 29, 2012


dear greg,

sometimes i go to my kitchen
when I'm not hungry or thirsty
just so I can see the teradactyl we colored together
and read the notes you wrote me on my white board
the last time you were here. 

miss you, love you.

can't wait to be your wife.


Tuesday, February 28, 2012

some of the best moments in recent days.

have been my quiet breakfasts.
I usually make my breakfast and my coffee,
bring my comforter out to the living room couch,
and read scripture out loud.

lately, I've been reading this book- The Mystery of Marriage, as well.

some stand outs from my reading:

What then? If some did not believe, 
their unbelief will not nullify the faithfulness of God, will it?
Romans 3:2

Into thy hand I commit my spirit;
thou hast ransomed me, Oh Lord,
God of truth. 
Psalm 31:5

"So stupendously mystifying and unprecedented was this event (the incarnation)
that it is difficult to understand how even God could have known Who He 
was at that point. All we can say is at Bethlehem he took a risk,
some unimaginable risk of His Own skin for our sakes, 
that somehow God himself pushed himself to the very limits."
Mystery of Marriage, 187

here's to taking risks for others.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

beach day.

Greg and I were relatively close to the beach 
after tasting some food for our caterer.
[yay! check caterer off the list!]
So we drove a little further to run around sandy hook for a while.

such a happy date. 

please don't mind the face he's making in the picture where he's picking me up...
I do not weigh ten thousand pounds.
i promise. 

Tuesday, February 21, 2012


spilled hummus on my floor,
red nail polish on my rug,
surrounded with books and notebooks and school supplies,
and rockin the messy braid.

At least one of those things was on purpose.

happy tuesday!

Sunday, February 19, 2012


I've been gathering addresses, etc. 

praying about this:

Submit to one another out of reverence for Christ.
Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. 
For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, 
his body, of which he is the Savior.  
Now as the church submits to Christ, 
so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything.
Ephesians 5: 21-24

and painting a lot. 

oh, by the way...
the positive side to all the work that goes into these save the dates...
is that my boss saw me from across the chapel
[yes... the chapel]
and screamed,

"Mary, I got your STD!"

Such an appropriate way to shorten "save the date."

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

time for an update?

I guess so.

Here's two pictures to represent:

1. That I have a concussion and therefore a big headache. 
2. That I painted my nails for V-day. 

I wish I could offer you more...
but I'm currently addressing 90,000 envelopes, 
choreographing a man-geant (man pageant...yes) opening number,
and performing various RA duties.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

an excerpt

 from a paper
"Why I am a Believer"

          I am a believer, because the Holy Spirit woke me up.  I came alive. Where before I had just been breathing, existing, sleepwalking, I really felt like I had been made new.  But not just a feeling.  I’m afraid because I’m an emotional person that this story, my story, might lose some weight.  That wouldn’t be fair, because I had feelings before- a whole slew of them. It isn’t just that I was only sad before, and now, since being a Christian, I’m only happy. That would be a definite misrepresentation of the Christian life. It’s not only that my feelings are stronger now, that I feel sorrow more deeply and joy more profoundly, although for me, that has been true.  I was broken then, and I am broken now, but with each passing year of my friendship with and worship of Jesus, I can see and feel restoration happening.
            Scripture has worked in real and powerful ways in my life, and I’m not the woman I was four years ago.  These have not been small changes, and they have not simply been the result of changing my way of life.  It’s certainly not brainwashing, because there are still things that confuse and anger me about Christian culture.  These are real, transformative changes about how I view everything. My worldview, the grid through which I not only make decisions, but see issues and people and relationships, has been flipped around.  This isn’t about a habit I’ve broken, or about the many habits I’ve yet to break.  Mary Holzer from four years ago would be completely and utterly confused at the choices I’ve made, the thoughts that pop up into my head on a daily basis, and the people I value.  There is no other way for me to explain this.  All I can promise is that the person I know best, myself, was incompetent to love others, and that now that person, by God’s grace, feels fueled to love others and love them well.  I have very little explanation for why God chose to wake me from my somnambulism, but I have the deepest gratitude that he did.

I was blind but now I see. 

Friday, February 3, 2012

this week flew by

but man, was it productive.

I wrote about a million papers, read a ton, 
painted, wrote a card on sock monkey stationary I got for christmas,
finalized stuff on the invites and save the dates,
ran a total of 11 miles,
met up with no less than 6 friends for meals,
and totally enjoyed the whole thing. 

so here's to a weekend, just as jam-packed, 
where hopefully the g-men pull out another win. 
man, do i hope it's just like 2007.