Maybe Not Enough Amplitude

2 feet into the transition...back from it all.

I gave my Bible away. I feel like I don't know what the heck to do. And then I have this immensely, ridiculously large Internet with a zillion different Bibles. Duh!!

I got the worst of myself today. Pride shoved it's way back in. But of course, I forgot to pray about it. Ugh.

Church is finally back tomorrow..well today. I've never been more excited.

Worship songs. Finishing up lame homework. Worship songs.

Thank You Jesus!!!!!!!!!!

Not Taking Showers In A Dirty World

I'm done being depressed. It's really not that cool, I've discovered. It's more so artistic. Feeling artsy makes me feel like I could create whatever I wanted to, and nobody, no one, could critique it.
On the flip side, I've forgotten about God. I've forgotten about everything He does. I've even forgotten to talk to Him. And it completely sucks. Nothing has sucked more. I'm wallowing in self-pity. My thoughts are all nitty-gritty. I lay down in my comforters and waste away, every day. Screw it. Not today, not any other day.
Isaiah 65, Isaiah 65 will save my life.
I am so sick of being a man. What has man ever done without God? Everything good was created by God, so anything good that anyone has done "apart" from Him has essentially done His work, whether they face the fact or not.
WE ARE NO GOOD ON OUR ACCOUNT.

...Have i.

:-)

I really hate writing essays that aren't personal.

You don't know what you got 'til it's gone.

Let love perpetual shine on your face!

I used to be a Super Super Reader. I have a feeling that my elementary teachers would be slightly disappointed now. Haha.