Friday, July 01, 2005
wait
I hate blogging. When I don't blog it means I am having a good time, no complains, no depressing thoughts, generally getting along fine. And when I DO blog, it means there's something wrong.
I hate blogging because I always feel a lot but write very little. I can argue with people very fluently, but when it comes to penning my own thoughts, I am as hopeless as a sinner without Jesus.
University life starting soon for some people I know. Good luck to them all.
Dad is making use of every opportunity to "encourage" me to make better use of my extra-NS time. Not that I don't want to, but he'll never hear of me going SBC for night classes.
I'm depressed. What's new. Who knows, or cares? God does. Yea, but sometimes He takes one of those long vacations. Friends. They don't care. Try them. There's no point. Why? Because no one can do for me that which only God can. They may be able to help some. So? Give it a try. No way. Why? Too scary. Are you insecure? No. Then?
Then?
Often, it is things that you know you can't get that you so desparately want.
Wait.
I've waited long enough. Why should I have to wait anyway? Either give it to me, or just say it straight that it will be always beyond my reach.
Wait.
Shut up. I don't want to wait. It's driving me nuts.
Wait.
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The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance. -2 Peter 3:9
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Wait.
{/12:24 AM}
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