Sunday, November 20, 2011

23.


It is so easy for me to want:

to want to be somewhere I'm not.
to want relationships I don't have.
to be someone I wasn't made to be. 

I don't think these are normal reactions.

I don't think travelling should make me want to continually leave.
I don't think hanging out with friends should make me want what they have.
I don't think being around others should make me want to change myself.

So why do I want these things? 

Everything inside me wants to just accept it, and say:
[It's just one of those days.]

But it's not. 

Oh, You lead me to waters 
&pastures so green,
Oh, You pour out your oil 
& choose goodness & mercy for me. 

& I will not be in want. 
[for anything but You.]


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