Greetings Dear Reader,
Sometimes I will end the day with thoughts that are
important to get out. Usually I just
write them and put them in my journal folder.
I have chosen that on occasion I will share them with you Dear Reader.
Every now and then something breaks. It is deep down inside me and I can hear the
crack and tear of heart and spirit. Old
voices long silenced by faith and following bellow from the depths reminding me
that following Christ is a choice. Unfortunately,
it is a choice I must make every day.
Some days, as in when the thing inside gets broken, are
harder than others. There are reassurances
and epithets that others offer to make it better. They are often lemon juice on the gaping
paper cut. I hit inconsolable moments
where a tattered spirit and broken heart are all I seem to have.
I hit one of those rifts in the universe of my journey over
the last couple of weeks. I still
enjoyed Christmas and my time away from work writing and creating. The wound, however, is still there. Perhaps it is just that I am out of
resources in certain areas. Perhaps it
is that I farther down the path but not further along the journey. Perhaps it is that I am so saddened by the
dangerous changes I see in the world.
Likely I just need to give more of my inner workings over to
Christ and allow him to carry me for a bit.
I love my Children and Grandchildren dearly. They are solace when I get those moments of
harmony with them. They are beautiful creations
of the Father and I delight in them.
Still I must explore the wound and see if I can find a way
to mend. “Something inside me is
breaking. Something inside says there’s somewhere
better than this...”
If God
Made You - Five for Fighting
Hey Kid... Your time has come to change
Though I need you more than I've needed anyone in any way
tonight
Hey Kid... I know it won't be long
The Captain's calling...come to see you back where we belong
Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this...
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Hey Kid...Do wishes count at all
Can you give me a sign...give me anything I won't tell a
soul you told
Hey Kid...Will you hold me when I sleep
Will you find me when the tide decides that I got to leave
Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this...
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this my
love
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you... he's in love with me...
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
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