Thursday, September 04, 2003
Why is the world such a convoluted place? We try to love, but only end up hurting. We try to give, but only end up taking. We put a smile on our faces and try to look stoic, but inside we're collapsing. No room is big enough for more than one person, because we are inherently selfish and try as we might, we just can't see beyond our own perspectives. It's almost as if the world's designed to suck good out of it as soon as any appears.
God, what would we do without you? It brings immense assurance to know that, Lord, every sear that cuts my spirit, burns you too. That Lord, my deepest fears and darkest secrets are not hidden from you. When I cry, you weep in company. And that just makes me want to cry even more...in gratitude.
I try to be strong but sometimes the world seems overwhelming. Computer woes, school fees being overcharged, people being people...it's tempting to just give up trying to brave the world. But I tell myself I'm strong enough to make it through, that I will not be cowered by whatever the world throws my way. Still I cannot help but wonder, just wonder...not how or why or what...but that the sting doesn't leave no matter how hard I try to push it aside. Maybe some unconscious part of me enjoys the pain, because that's a sign I'm still alive. And as long as there's breath in me, it's worth fighting on. Is it?
Tomorrow I will laugh that today I wanted to cry. But tomorrow is too far away to be real, today the anxiety is all that stands before me.
Lord, in my weakness you are strong. Remind me over and over again that I never walk alone.
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God, what would we do without you? It brings immense assurance to know that, Lord, every sear that cuts my spirit, burns you too. That Lord, my deepest fears and darkest secrets are not hidden from you. When I cry, you weep in company. And that just makes me want to cry even more...in gratitude.
I try to be strong but sometimes the world seems overwhelming. Computer woes, school fees being overcharged, people being people...it's tempting to just give up trying to brave the world. But I tell myself I'm strong enough to make it through, that I will not be cowered by whatever the world throws my way. Still I cannot help but wonder, just wonder...not how or why or what...but that the sting doesn't leave no matter how hard I try to push it aside. Maybe some unconscious part of me enjoys the pain, because that's a sign I'm still alive. And as long as there's breath in me, it's worth fighting on. Is it?
Tomorrow I will laugh that today I wanted to cry. But tomorrow is too far away to be real, today the anxiety is all that stands before me.
Lord, in my weakness you are strong. Remind me over and over again that I never walk alone.
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