tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29653311.post116001438838620717..comments2023-10-20T09:28:16.274-07:00Comments on Krisscop's House: Seared with Scars....klasieprofhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12127227186034658114noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29653311.post-1160588426518451802006-10-11T10:40:00.000-07:002006-10-11T10:40:00.000-07:00Last year I felt like each breath I took was a fig...Last year I felt like each breath I took was a fight...like my discouragement was SO real that it was physical...I used to tell people that I felt like I was actually drowning, and the only thing that kept me breathing was God holding me up by my hair...just my nose barely above the water. The funny thing is that the feeling of God not letting go that last little inch was what kept me from just giving up.....I clung to that last bit of air-so to speak.<BR/><BR/>I don't have much "faith" in people...that's what usually gets me discouraged the most. Lately it seems like EVERYONE has been rude, inconsiderate, ungenerous, unethical, disappointing, etc. I always think of you, Donna, because you were always so firm on the ettiquete of timeliness--just one of the things that gets me frustrated about people.<BR/><BR/>I keep asking God for grace for people...because lately I just get mad at everyone...that dumb driver who cut me off on the way to work!!! LOLElizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09438596521142802508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29653311.post-1160399033260101772006-10-09T06:03:00.000-07:002006-10-09T06:03:00.000-07:00I thought of this yesterday about your quote there...I thought of this yesterday about your quote there...<BR/><BR/>God doesn't do those painful things to you. Sinful, rotten, horrible, screwed-up people have scarred you. God heals the scars. God takes them and makes good spring from them like flowers through concrete. People and circumstances and just a sinful world won't quit scarring you, but God isn't going to let them win.<BR/><BR/>I love you honey.Vanessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08071728508673942664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29653311.post-1160232497151622242006-10-07T07:48:00.000-07:002006-10-07T07:48:00.000-07:00Been playing this song by Jars of Clay LOUD and OF...Been playing this song by Jars of Clay LOUD and OFTEN lately....<BR/><BR/>"Work" <BR/><BR/>Just in case, I will leave my things packed<BR/>So I can run away<BR/><BR/>I cannot trust these voices I don't have a line of prospects that can give some kind of peace<BR/>There is nothing left to cling to that can bring me sweet release<BR/>I have no fear of drowning<BR/>It's the breathing that's taking all this work<BR/><BR/>Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?<BR/>What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"<BR/><BR/>Empty spaces with shadows hit by streetlights<BR/>Warnings signs and weight of tired conversations<BR/>In the absence of a shoulder, in the abscess of a thief<BR/>On the brink of this destruction, on the eve of bittersweet<BR/>Now all the demons look like prophets and I'm living out<BR/>Every word they speak, every word they speak<BR/><BR/>Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?<BR/>What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"<BR/>What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"<BR/><BR/>Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?<BR/>What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"<BR/>What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"<BR/>Alone, alone, I don't want to be alone<BR/><BR/>I have no fear of drowning<BR/>It's the breathing that's taking all this workVanessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08071728508673942664noreply@blogger.com