Were hearts made whole just to break?
Broken heart one more time Pick yourself up, why even cry Broken pieces in your hands Wonder how you’ll make it whole You know, you pray This can’t be the way You cry, you say Something’s gotta change And mend this porcelain heart of mine Someone said “A broken heart Would sting at first then make you stronger” You wonder why this pain remains Were hearts made whole just to break? Creator only You take brokenness And create it into beauty once again (Porcelain Heart – Barlow Girl)   ItR

What are you thankful for?
  What are you thankful for?   What are you thankful for?       Posted in Daily Thoughts

family – dis functional
i’m not sure which is worse. what is said… or what is left unsaid. I hate conflict. But I hate unresolved, unspoken conflict even more. It’s hard to be in the presence who you know hate you… or hate each other. It’s hard not to run away. And frankly, that’s exactly what I did today. I fled. With their prodding. But if I’m fleeing from the fam, where do I belong? If I’m getting kicked out of the fam, where do I go? We all long for fellowship. We all need fellowship with God. But when words are used only to cut others down, relationships suck. And it feels bad. Because we know how it could be.

running from reality
I think the theme for my week has been avoidance. Maybe it has been my theme for more than a week…but I’ve noticed it a lot this week. 99% of my conversations this week have consisted of the: person: what’s up? me: nothing much, you? Big Fat Lie right there. Maybe nothing much is up. But that’s because everything is down. Sure, everyone doesn’t need to know every dirty speck in my life. But I don’t want to be a liar. I don’t want to be two-faced. It’s hard to be broken on the inside and look

lackin’ thanks on thanksgiving
People are not prepared or able to rejoice in suffering unless they experience a massive biblical revolution of how they think and feel about the meaning of life.  Human nature and American culture make it impossible to rejoice in suffering.  This is a miracle in the human soul wrought by God through His Word. -John Piper   Right now, the last thing I want to do is be thankful. It’s hard to be thankful for a world crashing down. For darkness. For loneliness. But it’s thanksgiving. As if that’s not enough, God is always with me. He always was with me. He always will be with me. And that should be enough. I should be thankful for