Redeemed

Song I wrote last night:   "Falling Through the Cracks" I've been busy... losing myself. Don't know quite what to do. So much worry, always in a hurry. Can't stop being blue. You don't have to worry, or be in a hurry. Child I'm here for you. You're stressing over something,  when it's really nothing. I wish you could see what I do... I love you. I never take a break except to have a little heartbreak. I don't stop to breathe for real. I don't know what to do cuz part of me is falling through the cracks. Time passes by and I never know quite why I can't speak up for myself. Life flies by, so many missed chances. Lord I need your help. I'm falling to pieces with a smile on my face. I'm laughing when I should cry. Somehow I don't know when to give up or when I need to try. I feel really pathetic hiding my emotions, my talents my time, all I do. I'm tired of being a loner, but I'm afrai...

Life has been busy lately... mostly it's easy to slip into complacency, thinking what does it matter if I reach out, go the extra mile, seek God or not?  Sometimes I miss the early days of my faith.  I was so broken and raw before God.  I had nothing but Him to hold me.  As I get older and have more of a predictable, secure, if sometimes monotonous and unsure existence it is harder to trust in God. I remember when I would wear skirts no matter the temperature.  I just wanted to be colorful and free.  I still am that person inside.  I was walking the other day and slipped on the ice, slightly scraping my knee through my tights.  It's dangerous to wear a skirt in the midst of slippery ice.  It's dangerous to be a free spirit in a slippery world. I am very introspective at times, writing in my journal so fast I can barely understand it.  But it is so hard to get out of my head, push myself to give myself to God when it's easier to stay...