They feel like they dont even matter
that they could hide forever
but theyre still trying to figure out
a way to get of sorrows
although its all coming back
Theyre tired of dealing with their guilt
theyre baggage and excuses
but they dont know what to do

They want more then what they know
perhaps a life with so much more
'cause theyre tired of feeling so completely worthless



Im not sure how to finish this, but i've been thinking about freedom from all of the entanglements of life thgat we face. I've been going through my own lately, and now i feel as if i am free. There were things bocking my relationship with God, i couldnt see clearly, you know? I felt as if i was on some path i'd been traveling for the pst 2 years, and now its as if my eyes have finally opened and i have seen what God has planned for me, but not in the exact measures you know? Heres a anolgy for you.. its kinda a dream i've had...

In my dream, theres this bird, and it can fly, theres something holding the wings together, so that it cant fly into the sunsine or the night. Winter comes along and this bird ends up freezing, because the weather is so cold. As spring comes along, the bird thaws, and a Set of hands come and pick up this bird and carry it to a warm place.. its either a house or some little shop, i cant really tell. But anyways, these set of hands "untie" these wings, and the bird is nurtured until it is completely healthy. Summer finally comes, and this bird is set free to fly...

I feel as if thats me in the dream, and God is telling me that my "baggage" or obstacle has been released and its time for me to expierence all that he has planned for me. It's ti,me to find out again who i am, and more pieces of me...

anyways, just sharing what im feeling..

dani

as for my last post, i did not write it, but it was on y heart, its by thousand foot crutch...

Sunshine, won't you be my mother

Sunshine, come and help me sing

My heart is darker than these oceans

My heart is frozen underneath

We are crooked souls trying to stay up straight,

Dry eyes in the pouring rain well

The shadow proves the sunshine

The shadow proves the sunshine

To scared that I'll run always

Hold fast to the break of day light were

The shadow proves the sunshine

Oh Lord, why did you forsake me?

Oh Lord, don't be far away away

Storm clouds gathering beside me

Please Lord, don't look the other way

~switchfoot