Ahh i hate the fact that i'm always writing angry entries but i need to vent somewhere...cause i can't vent to any person..so the computer is close enough. I can't stand my family..no matter how hard i fucking try, i can never keep the house clean..then my fucking brother has to act like my FUCKING FATHER..it's like were fucking living with my dad
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“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your heart be troubled and do not be afraid. -John 14:27
When all of the yelling is happening around you, just try to remember that the peace you're longing for is real, and even if you can't find it in your house, maybe stepping outside for a minute will be enough to remember that the silence and peace is real for you. I found this article and thought of you... "Jesus would often steal away to quiet, secluded places, and many times I find myself wanting the same thing: to take time away from noise, people and distractions. The quiet would let me think and find out what in the world is actually going on with my life. God calls us to silence. He revealed Himself not in an earthquake but in a quiet whisper. Why would He do that? Why would He come so quietly? Probably because He wants us to come to Him without Him having to scream. Jesus’ times of quiet seclusion were spent in prayer. Hardly any of my secluded time is spent that way, but it is spent reveling in His power. I am naturally terrible at prayer. I can never seem to remember what to pray for. But I feel close to Him in those quiet moments when I turn my radio off and listen to my car shift gears and hear the wind come in through my window and cool my face. I smile and enjoy His gift of wind, the stars and the silence. The silence is where we seek Him. Those times are when He is planning the next phase for you, preparing your future. Tonight go outside after dark with a cup of cold water (or tea or Mountain Dew), and sit and just soak up the silence"
I love you Shannon Thurston. I wish for so many beautiful silences for you, all the time. *hug*
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it seems that everyone has gone away
and when the night falls
you wonder if you shouldn't find some place
to run and hide
escape the pain
but hiding's such a lonely thing to do"
"i cant stop the rain
from falling down on you again
i cant stop the rain
but i will hold you
i cant stop the rain
from falling down on you again
i cant stop the rain
but i will hold you til it goes away"
"when the rain comes
you blame it on the things that you have done
and when the storm fades
you know the rain must fall on everyone
so rest a while
it'll be all right
no one loves you like i do"
"i cant stop the rain
from falling down on you again
i cant stop the rain
but i will hold you
i cant stop the rain
from falling down on you again
i cant stop the rain
but i will hold you til it goes away"
"la laaaaaaa, la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
"when the rain comes, i will hold you."
God is always willing to hold you...especially when the rain is falling so hard that all you can say is "fuck" :)
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