Seems wakefulness is a curse of mine. Well or ill, I lie sleepless— Staring at the ceiling, checking the time, mind going… Slow or fast, just going… Tonight it is illness and a song that sings Of Christ’s love for me and His arms Open wide reaching for my company, While all I can do […]
Month: June 2005
Journaling 3/1/04
This tension between knowing that I don’t deserve ___, and knowing that I am blessed as the daughter of the king is something that I have yet to come to grips with. On the one hand, I must acknowledge that since He is the potter and I am the clay, I am supposed to not […]
The Barrier of Language
So often, it is not what I write that matters… All of the lines and curves and scratches are paltry representations of a spoken language that cannot tell the heart’s truest emotions, except as mere shadows of expression.
Just A Moment
It’s just a moment now. Next it will be another bit of time gone, Never to be gotten back. The oft’ quoted “all we have is nowâ€? Is no less true for being repeated into cliché. Savor this instant with its unique taste. Good or bad or indifferent, it passes and Memory has its own […]