You remember and dwell on all the things you've lost and ignore all the things you haven't. Because your scars are like stars. Yet the night stays perfectly black.
after a whole gamut of tests, it actually feels good to breathe again.. to walk out in the open and feel a sense of liberation. the pressure's setting in and everyone's struggling to take the lead.. it's a suffocating grip that the competitive spirit has on every individual. bittersweet memories of the fours have have been triggered but now's just not the time to reminisce. i'm back into the wilderness, feeling blindly into the dark, searching for that little glimmer of righteousness. you knew the weakness. but yet you struck. you tore off that healing layer, only to expose the raw flesh. the gash is open and gaping, but it doesn't hurt anymore. i've been numbed - it's replayed one too many times.
God's been upholding me and the dearest people to me have reached out at the most timely moments to pull me out of the dreaded quicksand. the constant reminder that you'll never let me fall to the ground, offers great comfort and has fueled the fatigued me. but how does one live in a humanized world and be a steward of faith?
hurt, only floods in but never drains. happiness merely acts as anesthesia,numbing away the underlying agony.the process of healing is a slow but surely sequence.. but mending doesn’t equal to the fading of hurt.
of the nuggets of encouragement have showered down, the best i've heard this week is:
don't bother about what others say,just focus,do your best and leave no regrets behind.
the stars are God's fingerprints.
the sun is a mere smidgen of his radiance.
And yet, these possess only a tidbit of
God's omnipotence and omnipresence.
(excerpt from Brent D. Earles)
the sun is a mere smidgen of his radiance.
And yet, these possess only a tidbit of
God's omnipotence and omnipresence.
(excerpt from Brent D. Earles)
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