Teeth In The Grass

I'm not as afriad as i used to me. I am reminded of the Lord's constant and consistant- right here with me. He is my protector. BREATHE. That is so wonderful. My protector. I realize i haven't been trusting him as much recently, worrying and what not. Worry moves in like a disease. All I have to do is keep my eyes on you, Jesus, all i have to do.
Well, i'm going to sit down with some tea or something yummy and figure out what to do for this worship set on Saturday. I have some idea. I'm not that afraid of how the set will go, just mostly afraid that the whole retreat won't be so fun for certain people that i kinda sorta made come. it'll be amazing anyway i think.
I love the community. Community meals. Community quiet. Community loud. Community laughter. I love the nights i've spent there, laughing until two in the morning with interns and friends and candles. oh-so-lovely.
I am an effortless blogger. mmm. so far at least.

"darlin' defied,
i should have lied
when i still had the chance
'cause you know me far too well for that now.

darlin' decide
if you wanna waste your life
because if you do
i wanna waste mine with you."
-2/24/09
(not how i feel now-

oh. annnnnnnddddd-
"Your future looks uncertain and feels flimsy- even precarious. That is how is should be." -Sarah Young

(as in- TRUST.) :)