it's all over my journals, tucked into so many songs and poems, taking over parts of my closet and even more parts of my heart - proof that i've been here before.
last night, i felt lost. i often feel that way on friday nights. (this is just me being candid - the Lord works so much on me during these friday nights!) as i was on my hands and knees trying to pick out my next book to read, i noticed all my old journals... every single one, all stacked up on a single shelf - so many thousands of monuments, epiphanies, and words all written onto paper. i found my first one from junior high and began to read it, sitting right there on the floor. i was crying after about 10 minutes. i was on my face praying after about eleven.
the Lord is my Redeemer... it was written on every page.
my first kiss, being just another plain girl in a public school, learning how to play the piano, dying my hair, getting my braces off, my first song, the way i felt when my grandpa died, conversations on IM, my first roadtrip, having a boy "name" the color of my eyes... working through the being lonely, being happy, being tired and overworked, being bored, being grateful, being bitter... since junior high - everywhere and everything - He is and has been.
...i just had to tell somebody
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