throwing down the gauntlet

i'm tired.
psychically
and spiritually.

but tomorrow is a new day.

and God prevails.

.breakfast.

-Lnk-

whistling

so i'm home from recording with crud.
i'm tired and it was a long ride back.
but it's cold and my windows are open,
so i can smile.

but what has become so apparent is
the raging river.

i can see God on the other side
and see my sin that separates us.
it will never go away until i die.
i will never be perfect until i pass away.

i see myself as me,
but He sees His Son in me.
and that blows my mind.

tomorrow it should be cold as well.
so that'll be good

and hopefully everyone will be happy too.

.theofficeagain.

-Lnk-

late nite

my body has realized that it is on christmas break
and it will not let me retire before 2.
no matter how hard i try.

they spoke of a star that guided the wisemen home.
why isn't there one when i need it the most.
maybe its' bright and shining in the sky
and i'm too focused on the earth to see the brilliance above.

maybe i need new eyes
these sure feel tired and worn.
i don't think i would find awe in much anymore,
i'm jaded.
that's why i enjoy my work
because kids don't see the world as we do.
its just "the world"
they haven't had science rob them of all the answers.

its unique.
and that is what is slipping away from me.

.sleepy.

-Lnk-