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Searching. Desperately.
Sunday, August 06, 2006

It feels like you're searching for a path, for a way out yet nothing is in sight, just overgrown bushes, untended plants, and a whole lot of tangled weeds. It's like you're lost in a maze, searching continually for peace and guidance to find your way out, yet all that's in front of you is a dead end. Why run away from the person who holds the world in his hands, and will never let anything as long as he is still on the throne?

Keep on holding on, even when you're physically, mentally and spiritually tired. The Lord is still on his throne. Be clear of who God is, and his plans for you. Plans to prosper and not to harm you.

Perhaps this describes the turmoil that's in me. I wonder how one human can feel so many emotions all at once, but that's one of the beauty of creation, the creation of a complex being.

"Singing without tongues
Screaming without lungs
I want more than my lonely nation
I want more than my lonely nation
Desperate we are young
Seperate we are one
I want more than my desperation
I Want more than my lonely nation"
-Switchfoot's Lonely Nation.



Rainbows still Occur. @9:17 pm
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