Reading. Writing. Me.
i’m dragging my feet to bed (to bed)shattered and achinghalf dead, half deadwith exhaustion i’m tired and i needto sleep, to resti can't take anymore ofthis tangled messaround me the darkness of sleep seemsso welcomingthe warmth of unconsciousness,blanket of peaceand lilies No. walk on for there’s still workto do (to do)and people relyingon you, on youto... Continue Reading →
I used to question the way David approached God in the Psalms. He sounds almost accusatory. How long, O LORD? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? Psalm 13:1 Vindicate me, O LORD, for I have walked in my integrity and I have trusted in the LORD without... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago, I posted about my struggle with anxiety disorder and depression. After which, I mentioned how I’ve been pushing my boundaries, forcing myself to stand against the things that most frighten me On this list is the gradual expansion of my forty-five minute radius safety bubble. I was sitting at about two and a half hours when my in-laws invited... Continue Reading →
R. C. Svendsen 