i was raised up believing i was somehow unique, like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see. but now after some thinking, i think i'd rather be a functioning cog in some great machinery, serving something beyond me. but i don't know what that will be. i'll get back to you someday soon you will see. what's my name? what's my station? oh just tell me what i should do. i don't need to be kind to the armies of night. that would do such injustice to you. or bow down and be grateful and say "sure, take all that you see," to the men who move only in dimly lit halls, and determine my future for me. and i don't know who to believe. i'll get back to you someday soon, you will see. if i know only one thing, it's that everything that i see of the world outside is so inconceivable, often i barely can speak. yeah, i'm tongue tied and dizzy and i can't keep it to myself. what good does it do to sing helplessness blues? why should i wait for anyone else? and i know i will keep you on the shelf. i'll come back to you someday soon, myself.
catsacat posted a quote
September 8, 2011 12:01am UTC
One day a man went to a restaurant. he sat there for four hours waiting for his friend who was supposed to show up, but never did. The next day he went again to see the man, he waited for four hours, but the man still didnt show up. this happend every day for the longest time. the first time i heard this story i didnt understand the point of it. why was my teacher telling me this? :::::God is the man who waits for us everyday to come and talk to him, and we never show up. he loves us so much that he keeps coming, and we never have the time of day to take 5-10 minutes out of our day and talk to him.
if there could be one person i would come to, vent to,and tell him just about anything...it wouldnt be you. it wouldnt be my bf, my father, my sister/brother, or even my mother...that one person who i would come to right away in my tears of pain...well, lets just say...its no secret. my only secret...is keeping it all from you.
forever611 posted a quote
September 8, 2011 12:03am UTC
When you carry a Bible, the devil gets a headache. When you open it, he collapses. When he sees you reading it, he faints. When he sees you living it, he flees. And just when you're about to re-post this, he will try & discourage you. I just defeated him. Favorite, copy & paste (JOCKED THIS) this if you're in God's army.