Thursday, March 1, 2012

a fist full of keys

I just spent over an hour asking myself tough questions, analyzing my mindsets in order to feel a little bit more free.

It made me feel the same way I did after finishing an essay for school with time to spare to microwave some pop corn and eat half of it on the way to class- that kind of, "phew, I've accomplished something that made me feel normal and for lack of a big vocab. after spending half the night crying, accomplished."

But my real question is what do I do to make my heart soar to those places that will carry me through these rough patches in my life. I feel pain, I am weak but where does strength come from.

You hear people quote scripture often saying, "when we are weak He (God) is strong." So instead of all this trying to accomplish peace, healing, joy I'm just going to hang out with the one who is actually strong.

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