Edible Engagement Rings

So today I pretended…because the fourth finger on my left hand told me it was okay.

And today I danced in the sunshine, although there wasn’t any to speak of, but the sun was shining in my mind…and that’s all that matters.

6 rows back there was a girl who watched people stare at a screen while idle words passed by, and listened to voices of praises that filled the room for such a short while. Close your eyes for  just a moment and you’ll forget where you are, and you’ll realize those people next to you and those words infront of pretty back drops don’t really mean that much anymore. Because the only thing that matters at that moment is the one who you are worshipping. Take a second and ask yourself what you are really giving yourself to, because it could take you by surprise.

We need pills to sleep at night…

I can feel the insanity rushing up my spine, and into my head as I tell myself to let it go, there’s nothing I can do about any of this. Prayer is the only thing I have to hold onto right now, and I’m holding on with a grip that ‘s starting to bleed.

Hello May, spring brings life…so Jesus please bring your life giving Spirit and energy to those who so desperately need it. 

Its amazing how your heart can break for someone over a thousand miles away.  How is it that as human beings, we insist on running our own lives untill that moment of the most unbearable pain? And at the moment, we see what needs to change…when that need for change was screaming in our faces the entire time. 

Its late. I haven’t slept a full night in days…yes I’m complaining. If you don’t want to read it, than just stop.  I know that God as control over every single aspect of our lives, and I shouldn’t worry, but I’m not worried, or scared, or numb…I’m broken down. Don’t get me wrong, God has been pouring out blessings so much lately, and I’m not forgetting those at all, in fact…His Blessings, Love, Hope and Joy (I could go on) is what brings life to this soul. And its okay to be broken down. For our Father is close to the broken hearted…if only some of you could grasp that. 

So what are you believing? What “pills and lies do you need to make it through the day?”

How about grasping freedom?