nobody warned me exactly what would make transitioning into adulthood so difficult. so many growing pains. thanks life. tell me what's redemptive in this, because i can see very little and i'm at a loss. my palms are empty, they have nothing immediately concrete to grasp onto. all i've got is an empty and hungry, desperation-fueled hope in the pit of my stomach as i double over to catch my breath. run this race, he says - don't be afraid, he says - i have overcome, he says. i am feeling increasingly bewildered that stories of similar struggle braved by people older than me have yet to come to my attention. indignant even, maybe. why is everyone silent?
the gospel's meaning needs to be ever increasing in my life
sidenotes;
three rainy fridays in a row. i am loved by the king.
also daaaangit, the coming two weeks are gonna freaking suck
the gospel's meaning needs to be ever increasing in my life
sidenotes;
three rainy fridays in a row. i am loved by the king.
also daaaangit, the coming two weeks are gonna freaking suck
I prey 4 u. he is carrying you through. :)
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