quiet
It's 4:30 in the morning... I can't sleep. Damn this busy mind of mine.
I felt the anxiety in the back of my throat for the better part of an hour last night. It laid hold of me and wouldn't let go... I tried turning it off. Tried praying. Not much changed. One minute I was sad, the next I was angry. So I contemplated getting drunk.
But then a very dear friend embraced me... he loved me in my time of need.... his touch stilled my soul and quieted my mind.
After I got home, the burden came back. So I sat in my car and cried some.
I thank God for His People... and for His grace.
I felt the anxiety in the back of my throat for the better part of an hour last night. It laid hold of me and wouldn't let go... I tried turning it off. Tried praying. Not much changed. One minute I was sad, the next I was angry. So I contemplated getting drunk.
But then a very dear friend embraced me... he loved me in my time of need.... his touch stilled my soul and quieted my mind.
After I got home, the burden came back. So I sat in my car and cried some.
I thank God for His People... and for His grace.
posted by cb at 2:34 AM
1 Comments:
i love your writings, seems you pour your soul into so much...i love that...passion, hope all is well...thinking of you
sondra
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