questions

questions, questions, questions.

eager to ask, but equally scared to hear the answer.

two sides of the same coin: this seems to be the theme of everything these days.

rewind

now heading back to the days when i found the simplest joy in just having the pleasure to spend some time with you.

why? because i love you.

under normal circumstances ...

i would never listen to katy perry's advice;

but take a chance and don't ever look back.

stubborn and prideful.

how will we get through this if we never put these things aside?

interchangeable.

ikea has something pretty good going on. let me tell you why: the vitals are interchangeable. And while this seems so simple, it really is not. i wish i could say that i was like these pieces: easily placed from one situation to another, but i'm not. and honestly, it's hard trying to adapt from one thing to another. we're animals of comfort. once something feels familiar, it's all so easy to become attached.

boy, is that smacking me in the face right now. it's either let go, or mold. there's no holding onto the past; no holding onto the familiar.

life sure is weird. is it always going to be like this?

For you.

Lead me with strong hands
Stand up when I can't
Don't leave me hungry for love
Chasing dreams, but what about us?

Show me you're willing to fight
That I'm still the love of your life
I know we call this our home
But I still feel alone

So Father, give me the strength
To be everything I'm called to be
Oh, Father, show me the way
To lead them
Won't You lead me?

To lead them with strong hands
To stand up when they can't
Don't want to leave them hungry for love,
Chasing things that I could give up

I'll show them I'm willing to fight
And give them the best of my life
So we can call this our home
Lead me, 'cause I can't do this alone

Father, lead me, 'cause I can't do this alone

1 Corinthians 13

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels,
but have not love,
I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.

If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains,
but have not love,
I am nothing.

If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.