debilitation

my strength fails as I doubt the words.

God given words that have caused me to shudder and stutter.

I run within myself to find what I need to continue, to surrender.

To forget to worry.

to be above worry.

but I can't.

Lord, help me. Help me to remember your words. Help me to hold on.

Last Stands and Escape Routes

This is a little ditty that I have come up with the past few weeks. I hope you like it. :)

Please comment.

and yes, that is an elf hat in July.

blogity

is 'blogity' a word? nope. not at all. is it fun to say? yes.

I don't really know what to blog about. I'm content. it might have to do with the food that I just ate or the trip that I'm about to make in just a few hours. or it could be the Mac that I'm on. who knows?

I just know that God works everything out for the good of those who love Him.

I know that I am loving Sky Sailing's (Owl City's other project) debut album.

I know that I am content.

I know that I have problems.

I know that my God can handle them.

I know that my webcam is a whole lot of fun.

I know that I am a night owl.

I know I like Prince of Persia games and the movie.

I know that I like long walks on the beach.

I know that I have being covered in sand.

I know that I enjoy cheese. Pepperjack is great.

I know that I'm tired.

I know that I have a heart for worship leading.

I know that I love music in general.

I know that I am nothing and that I know nothing in comparison to the world.

I know that my God rules over all.

I know that my God saves.

I know that I know nothing about any variation of love.

I know that love is what matters.

I know greed kills people.

I know that I've written 'I know' a kabillion times.

I know that it's time to go to bed. but this is some of what I know.

Freedom

I can't seem to be free. Fully free.

7 months ties you down. Hard.

Freedom is both blessing and curse, here. My thoughts are misguided and scrambled on the issue. What I would do to breathe. What I am doing to breathe.

My God is working all for the good. I stand amazed in His constant presence. But this is hard. So hard.

Everything connects back. Everything is a reminder.

I need space to think. But my God is getting and will get me through. Thank you, Father.