Alright.
So I haven't posted a book from the Bible lately.
I'm sorry. To you, to myself.
I have been reading. Its just been going really slowly, especially with the whole "I live at grandma's, oh wait, nope, I live at home, hold it, I live at grandma's" and now the circumstance is that I live at home, but my Bible is at grandma's and I just haven't been brave enough to go get my Bible. I'd find an online version, except I can't really remember where I am and I don't want to have to read the whole thing over.
So I haven't given up on my challenge. Its just taking a break while I try to reorganize my life, which surprisingly fits in seven reusable shopping bags and my purse. Pretty pathetic, but its taking forever to get it all back in place. So hopefully within this next week, I'll have a new post. As long as I can get my Bible.
Hang tight followers, we'll make it, eventually.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
In time
Here am I.
I stand and dream of what I can do,
but I can't move past my hurdles.
My heart beats within my chest,
trying to avoid the clawing pain, like grasping hands,
I can't breathe.
His holy face comes into view,
and still I can't move.
I cling to my little hopes,
I draw enough breath and sing,
praises and prayer ringing
in the silence of my world.
The song pulls out my last gasp of air,
I stumble and crumble to my knees.
I focus on the face,
and more swirl into sight,
my parents,
my friends,
my future self.
"You will pull through,
your dreams aren't that far,
we love you,
we're praying for you,
He loves you,
and He hears your prayers"
The air comes rushing in,
but my dreams rush out.
When may I push my hindrances aside?
When will my dreams and reality
live in harmony in my life?
When will I live a life that is mine?
When? I cry out, I scream out, When?
Panting for air,
I see the face, crying too.
"In time," He says,
and I realize,
I made it past one of the obstacles in my path.
I just need help and hope.
Here am I.
I stand and dream of what I can do,
but with help and prayer,
I'll get there,
in time.
I stand and dream of what I can do,
but I can't move past my hurdles.
My heart beats within my chest,
trying to avoid the clawing pain, like grasping hands,
I can't breathe.
His holy face comes into view,
and still I can't move.
I cling to my little hopes,
I draw enough breath and sing,
praises and prayer ringing
in the silence of my world.
The song pulls out my last gasp of air,
I stumble and crumble to my knees.
I focus on the face,
and more swirl into sight,
my parents,
my friends,
my future self.
"You will pull through,
your dreams aren't that far,
we love you,
we're praying for you,
He loves you,
and He hears your prayers"
The air comes rushing in,
but my dreams rush out.
When may I push my hindrances aside?
When will my dreams and reality
live in harmony in my life?
When will I live a life that is mine?
When? I cry out, I scream out, When?
Panting for air,
I see the face, crying too.
"In time," He says,
and I realize,
I made it past one of the obstacles in my path.
I just need help and hope.
Here am I.
I stand and dream of what I can do,
but with help and prayer,
I'll get there,
in time.
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