Puncturing the Veil

May 21, 2006 14:54

If I'm sleeping with the light on
I'll record the false hope
And when the telephone rings out in the night and it's not you

I know it's for a reason, nothing lasts
I know it's for a reason, you come and you go

There's an order to things

And it's hard not being a hero
And it's hard living in between
Here with the light on in the dark

-A little Jonatha Brooke, for your pleasure

Have you ever noticed how hard it is sometimes to go out for coffee with a friend? Not for lack of good coffee places, but for lack of good friends?

Wouldn't it be great to stop by the local starbucks anytime you needed a pick-me-up and have a nice fresh cup of joe.... or an awesome cup of susan, or one of those new rebecca latte's?
Unfortunate that relationships are not nearly as convenient as caffienated beverages.

Lord, I really need a piece of your peace right now. Because I am so done with being someone's last thought. I want to be someone's first thought. Heck, top five would be good, just so long as i know that i am valued. I know You value me for the silly human that i am, flaws and all, i just need a little human reassurance now and then. And please Lord, if you really want me to embark on what I think you're asking, surround me with people who will support me and believe in me. Make my pathway clear and light my way.

And while I'm at it Lord, please fix my elbow. I'm so tired of having to think extra hard before doing anything, and effing up my guitar stuff. I know there are no mistakes in worship, but...still, I'd like to do the best that I can for You.

And ow, remind me to not drink any more whole milk... unless it's in tea. Speaking of... would anyone like a cuppa?
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