Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Headphones on, music loud. Trying desperately to find some meaning, some answer, some thing, anything, hidden within the lyrics of the song.
Just to feel that little less lonely, just to feel that little more hopeful, just to feel that little bit happy.
It's crazy.
For so long, I've always tried to be strong. I know I have you. And you. And you. Haha. It's kind of ironic that during the season of my life where I discover the true value of friendship is also the same season of life that I say good-bye to you. And you. And you.
It is during tragedy when you realize your weaknesses, your strengths, your blessings and your burdens. It is through tragedy that you know who you've got, and what you've got. And it is through tragedy that you only begin to realize just how helpless you are, and how much you need God.
So here's my call to you God. I have fought so hard, for so long, only You know how much I've gone through. And right now I'm feeling a little tired, and a little weak. I need you for Strength, for Comfort. I need Your shoulder to lean on, Your hand to wipe my tears, Your arms for protection, Your voice to soothe.
Psalm 23
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters.
He restores my soul,
He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
For you are with me.
Your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies,
You anoint me head with oil, my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love shall follow me all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
Amen.
