The bomb, it explodes.

Those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength.

When I am weak, then I am strong. My God shall be my strength. He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Let him take hold of My strength.
Cast your burden on the Lord, and He shall sustain you.

-From Daily Light, Sept. 10

What better verses from scripture could I read tonight than these?
I have cried my eyes red, my face blotchy, my voice sore, and my head is now aching. But God is my strength and He will sustain me.

I pray.

An Effort
Alack and woe, oh song: you're mocking me;
try as I may, I'll never be your red, red rose.
A rose is a rose is a rose. And you know it.

I worked to sprout leaves. I tried to take root.
I held my breath to speed things up, and waited
for the petals to enclose me.

Merciless song, you leave me with my lone,
nonconvertible, unmetamorphic body:
I'm one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.
-Wistawa Szymborska (pretty much my new favorite poet)

I pray some more.

What else can I do? Thank GOD for the friends He has provided me with this year.
They have and are helping me SO much!!!

I will trust in the Lord.


Something else I read today:
"God is the author of my call. He has the plan in mind, and I must respond to His nod. Take the thread of wanting to serve wherever He wants you and add it to the mix. The design will thrill you one day." -from the book The Grand Weaver

I pray I can and will do that.

GOODNIGHT.