She Cannot Sleep

There is very little to worry about when you're in the arms of an all-powerful, all-knowing, most wise and merciful and gracious God. How blessed we are here... Let our lives be used to point others to eternity.

Hah.

So today I observed that when I start out my day with a nice little session of crying my eyes out unabashedly in the comfort and solitude of my room, all the rest of the day I was able to be [somewhat] extraordinarily patient and tender-hearted and cheerful! I felt like it anyways. Maybe I should work this into my schedule? ;P It's an intriguing thought—the harder I cry the better of a person I become. Just thought it was a little funny. :] P.S.- Exactly one month today from my birthday! ^.^ So happy.

I'll Look Back And Regret When I Ignored When They Said 'Run As Fast As You Can'

Good Evening. I'm...a little confused. And I think that's the extent of my ability to understand or express what's going on inside my heart right now. So we will smile, and live.

Evil Is A Whisper

Evil is a whisper—
A hint of a notion inside your head

Evil hides itself in trifles,
Thriving on your smallest weakness

Evil, a hairline fracture,
Begins as little and large as a pinprick

Evil may be a good intention
Saturated in selfish desire

Evil knows you inside-out
Evil knows where you go to rest, to retreat

Evil knows you as a foe
And so appears a friend

Subtle and sly...Evil will be your last thought
If and when you say goodbye