Friday, March 16, 2007
It's like that time I saw the images of blood. How I wanted to be able to help in any way, but God, did you give me the ability to counsel? This time, it seems to be harder by far. There is some sort of a sticky web, I don't see the whole picture cos it's partly covered by those messy fine lines. I'm sorry, for all the times I failed- tried but failed, and failed to try. If one has shunned you Lord, will you still love him as your child? Okay, I know the answer is yes.
On a night like this, when I'm so mixed-up, but not exactly confused, I know I'm not big enough, or wise enough to know what to do.
And this recurring dream that's so far from reality.