His thoughts are higher than mine, as are His ways.
when he asks me to hope again, im afraid.
-sidenote. i just felt the first pangs of a headache, and then my head got really hot, and then it was like a wave of pain that went away. weird.
so, hoping again. just in everyday things. hoping in my tomorrow at work, i let God lead. that i could speak hope and truth and kindness all day. that i would listen to my heart. listen WITH my heart. i get so fast and militant at work. i know, hard to believe.
those of you whove seen my intensity know. those of you who know me best when im chill- well, just wait. youll see me all stressed out and frenetic at some point.
if you cant already tell from some of my blogs.
hoping for my friendships to be more real than they have been, hoping for my thoughts to stay focused always on what is important. hoping to love more with abandon.
all of these things involve possibly being misunderstood, getting hurt, being exposed for someone less than who id like people to think i am.
those are the thoughts im going to sleep on.
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