Petty

Sometimes, I think I forget that, however close we might be at times, God is God. I think I try to assign Him petty behaviors when they don't really apply. So even though I stand behind what I said before as evidence of how I felt at the time, I think that I don't feel that way today.

I am in a funk. Mostly, this is probably because I feel like crap (i.e. I'm sick). I feel like everybody wants something from me, and I don't have the energy to provide it. What I wouldn't give to go to sleep right now and not wake up for a very, very long time.

Sometimes, I see what's attractive about walking away from your life. Sometimes, I see what's attractive about walking away from God. And the trouble is that I know I'm just like Jonah, and no matter how far I run, God is gonna follow me there. And it bothers me sometimes. I know it's best, and it still bothers me. Sometimes, I wish I could disappear, but the problem is that you can't disappear from God. So you're stuck.

What is life anyway. Sometimes, it just seems like an ocean constantly recycling itself and its experiences. Sometimes, I feel like one of the grains of sand: Little, insignificant, and wave tossed--worn down. Look at me while you can. One day, I'll be so small you'll have to see me with a microscope.