its actually quite sad that i can't make myself sit down and just worship God unless i really can only just sit down. not feeling to well now, plagued with cramps, thus the immobility. and i was getting kinda homesick. so i called home and woke my mom up. i complained, she comforted. i asked, she advised. i miss my mommy, and my daddy. and yes even my sister.
"when the oceans rise and thunders roar
i will soar with You over the storm
Father you are King over the flood
i will be still, know You are God."
"Be still and know that I am God." was listening to still by hillsongs. it takes so much out of a person just to be still though that's the only way we can truly get rest. i just find it so ironic. even though i'm guilty of it myself.
was searching the net for pictures of 'still' or 'christianity' and i chanced upon many blasphemous pictures and even poems/essays written bout God. its really quite depressing to see all these because the search results in the past were really quite 'clean'. now, its just disgusting to see all that crap.
"Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like you have loved me
Break my heart from what breaks yours
Everything I am for your kingdoms cause
As I go from earth to eternity"
snll drifted away at 10:02 AM
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