I am: a series of oxymorons, a list of contradictions...but I am His...
I think: there might actually be beauty to be found in broken.
I know: I am loved.
I have: a heart that often feels a bit torn as the people I love the most for some reason can't all be in the same place.
I wish: for intense joy.
I hate: how I constantly do that which I hate.
I miss: hugs and hearing the laughter of those whom I love who aren't with me.
I fear: rejection and instability.
I hear: an airplane preparing to land.
I smell: rooibos tea .
I crave: the ability to fully communicate in Spain.
I search: for Christ. He is found.
I wonder: if I'll ever find restoration and peace with a situation that constantly engulfs me.
I regret: nothing.
I love: laughter.
I ache: for a world for has yet to experience true Love.
I am not: who I was.
I believe: that I belong and am desired by the Love that reaches beyond degree.
I dance: because life is too short to sit on the sidelines.
I sing: because I secretly wish life was a musical.
I cry: when I am stressed or angry or deeply hurt. I cry when yelled at. I hate to cry, but yet I believe tears are sometimes needed.
I fight: when situations and people provoke emotions that resemble and reoccur those from a situation I long to fully lay down.
I lose: my way every once in while...but I am always found when I lost.
I win: at Bananagrams!
I never: imagined the path would lead here...but I'm thankful beyond words that it did.
I always: need laughter. Or a journal. Or a good book. Or someone I love.
I confuse: myself. I live in the state of confusion.
I listen: more now than ever.
I am scared: that I won't live this life for the fullest. That I won't live it for Him.
I need: reassurance every so often that I'm actually doing alright.
I am happy about: being here. In Spain.
I can usually be found: daydreaming. Or talking too much. Or having some random thought or idea.
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