thoughts on fancy

Today I saw Marian in the hallway, and instantly I became terribly sad. Painful.

Last time I felt like this was after my dream about Alice. Last time my mood lasted for about a week.

But today, I have found peace already. I have found it in my work. I listen, and I am calmed. God has provided for all these texters in need. I have seen their hope, their strength. I am astounded encounter after encounter. God provides again and again. Surely He will provide for me as well. In the meantime, I will praise him, and fight the good fight, wage the good war, run the good race, and pour.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

thoughts on ashley ... i feel as though there may be many of these in the future.

dreams (2) 4/15/20 i love elisabeth and now I’m fucking lonely again I hate this

eternal sunshine, kissing, and handholding