Attention
This is mostly toward Holly and my emo kid friends..
Bradley Hathaway is coming October 11th!!!
YAY! OMG I’m excited!
“But where did he go? His presence seems farther and farther away each day but I am trying so hard to steer his way. Yet still lonely and confused on this cold hard ground I lay. Speak to me wise mouth and say that “It’s all good kid. It’s nothing that you did. And though it feels like I’m not here with you right now, just be still and listen for that sound. Did you hear it? Listen again. Did you hear it? That silent voice that just spoke nothing, that is me. I’m listening to your plea with open ears, counting all of your tears flowing from your irritated eyes. Searching the skies, looking for that hope. But beyond there lies you. Young worrisome sparrow, fine dressed. Lay your battered head upon my omnipresent breast and make it your nest. No strong cold wind could ever blow and carry you from, this your home. Look around; see the life springing up from the ground. Spring colors springing forth in celebration of your trusting. It’s a constant processes, this is growing you into the person you’re to become. But when you sense the setting of the sun know that it’s only rising and has just begun. Now go forth, sing songs of faith and lift up others in the mist of this race. And if you can’t keep the pace or lose sight of my face know that I’m always near so you need not fear. But don’t worry about all that now. Just sit here and enjoy the peace I offer in my silence. When I am silent I am listening and not abandoning.”
Bradley Hathaway is coming October 11th!!!
YAY! OMG I’m excited!
“But where did he go? His presence seems farther and farther away each day but I am trying so hard to steer his way. Yet still lonely and confused on this cold hard ground I lay. Speak to me wise mouth and say that “It’s all good kid. It’s nothing that you did. And though it feels like I’m not here with you right now, just be still and listen for that sound. Did you hear it? Listen again. Did you hear it? That silent voice that just spoke nothing, that is me. I’m listening to your plea with open ears, counting all of your tears flowing from your irritated eyes. Searching the skies, looking for that hope. But beyond there lies you. Young worrisome sparrow, fine dressed. Lay your battered head upon my omnipresent breast and make it your nest. No strong cold wind could ever blow and carry you from, this your home. Look around; see the life springing up from the ground. Spring colors springing forth in celebration of your trusting. It’s a constant processes, this is growing you into the person you’re to become. But when you sense the setting of the sun know that it’s only rising and has just begun. Now go forth, sing songs of faith and lift up others in the mist of this race. And if you can’t keep the pace or lose sight of my face know that I’m always near so you need not fear. But don’t worry about all that now. Just sit here and enjoy the peace I offer in my silence. When I am silent I am listening and not abandoning.”