You know those times when everything’s great and it seems like nothing could ever stop you?
Yeah, I miss those times already. I just had what felt like the best Christmas season ever, finally feeling like I was getting a handle on things, this thing they call life, kinda getting an idea of what it meant to be an adult- and as soon as Monday rolled around, this massive TRAIN has just crashed my life, thrown me down, smashed my face, arms, legs, neck, pinkie toes- everything- into a bloody, nasty pulp. Vacation’s over, it seems to say. Welcome back to me- now let’s have some fun.
It is all entirely of my own doing, though I can’t seem to understand how. I can go back and look at life and I can see all the steps, and how they interact and fall into place, but I don’t know how I could have stopped them. I hang now on the precipice of a very deep, dark hole. I can’t even imagine the bottom, but I can see what I think is pretty deep down- and I don’t like it.
I know what I would do to fix it. I really think it’s the best option. I really want to slam on the brakes, stop my current trajectory, go back and pick the mess up, and then go forward again.
But I don’t know what God would have me do. As it is, I am running. As hard as I can, to Him.
I need You. I need You. I am so very lost, so very confused, so hurt and lonely and simply lost. Where did it go? Where is my peace, my joy? Why is it, all of a sudden, my situation is now a terrible, terrible thing?! I WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO THE FUTURE, FINALLY! I FINALLY HAD A PATH. But now? NOTHING.
I NEED YOU RIGHT NOW TO COME AND BE WITH ME, FATHER.





