| If all I can do in life is live to help people... I will be happy. And I will help in whatever way that I can.
"You make everything glorious, I am yours. What does that make me?" |
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| I'm just a failure in a forgiven shell.
Just another sinner, yet a saint saved from hell.
Maybe I'm just a being walking the human race.
Just another crowd walker with an ordinary face.
I'm just another kid with a broken life around me.
Just another soul, but who's actually living free?
Maybe I'm just inspired, and believe that I can reach.
Or could it be that I'm flying above the world beneath.
I'm just another believer listening to the angels.
Just another dreamer sleeping in the wells.
Maybe I'm just a follower of all the leaders before me.
Just another somebody choosing to be unique.
Just another echo in the heavens that I long for.
Just another death that loved ones will grieve over.
I am just a slave living for a purpose.
I'm everything BUT this world, living for my Jesus.
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| Ive been on xanga for 336 days... almost 30 days from a year. Thats kind of weird...
Anyway... we found a house and signed the contract yesterday and now we just got to move out... some how. |
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| The wet walls
So high and rising.
Crashing hard
As they keep falling.
Only for moments
Darkness eases.
A streak of hope
As the lightening flashes.
Sinking under the curls
That quickly take my breath.
I try to climb to air
But lose another step.
Finally relief
As the storm ceases.
Just catching my strength
And then another storm releases.
But I always manage to make it
And see the storms at ease.
No matter how much I just want the waters to take me...
He always brings the peace.
<3 Joy. |
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| moving along... Im just going to look ahead. |
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