Thursday, February 19, 2009

don’t know when.

why is it always about me.

sick of selfishness.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

you dont need a reason.

you don’t need a reason.

sometimes its hard to find a way to keep on. .keep on keeping on. little bird.

to look at yourself in a way you have never before. it can be beautiful. beautiful and horrifying. i have so much farther to go. everything is new. yet so familiar.

love. the kind that my Jesus died on a cross for me for. does human love like that exist anymore.

sorry for your loss. I wish I could say more. sometimes more is unnecessary. is it a loss. or just a continuation.

is it not true that a beautiful little dandelion is pretty all in its self. but. an awkward dandelion puff can turn a green field into a brilliant green canvas speckled with hundreds of bright yellow beauty.

the day reflects pieces of us. it always does.

the storm is coming. the storm has here. the storm has passed. or just the eye. for now? whats a little storm anyway.

i want to change the world. but instead I sleep. let that not be.

a day when nothing seems right. what do you do. you haven’t been sleeping cause your body wont relax.

you make choices because He told you to. choices. hmmm. it’s a choice. He spoke. you can still hear. you still listened.

there are no right angles in my life.

-When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot Your love drives me to say
It is well it is well with my soul.
It is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well it is well with my soul-



it is well.