
Six hours of hearing peoples hearts. My heart breaks for my friends. My heart breaks for those hurting. Like I said,
"I can handle my shit. But I don't want my friends to be hurting." I will fight for them. Hearts are so fragile.
Being able to understand through someone eyes nourishes what I ask God on a regular basis. Help me to see as others see, anything any everything.
Since about 9pm I spent a few hours reading A Generous Orthodoxy (I will be up for a few more hours until I've read at least 100 more pages), I then spent a few hours in contemplation and reflections. I started journaling, but not in my normal journal. I actually haven't used this one since September. But I started journaling about the present and how I find myself living in future without paying attention to my present. I'm never where I need to be. But as I took this time of silence and stillness and as i wrote in my journal I decided to read where I started. Where I started was in the exact place I am now. I started this journal in August in silence with a deisre to learn the peace of the father. Here I am, 8 months later, journaling about the exact same idea.
Through this, I'm looking for better ways to retain I've learned.
Off Subject.
Dear Kelly Mount, I adore you and I admire the way God has shaped you. You are authentic and I'm blessed to be able to share life with you and be able to call you a friend. I love you.
2 comments:
this made me cry.
you have my heart and i completely adore you.
also.
i'm stealing that photo.
because it's awesome. <3
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