Tempted to unbridle the tongue,
To let the words flow unrestrained,
Don't they have it coming?
Do I care anymore, anyway?

Yes, I do
Help me Lord choose life from my lips
CPR for the soul of those that hear
The daggers and swords are always there
Keep them sheathed and safely stored

Elect, Predestined, Chosen

Do these words lead you into a crises, or are they words of comfort?

How Long?

Fewer posts, fewer words, fewer options. It looks as though it may be coming to an end. Why should I fear, but I do. I sing that my hope is in you, but hopelessness abounds. I don't know what to do. There's seems to be no point in this post, only foolishness. I look to be filled, but am empty. God help me. God help my family. God help all of those that I have hurt. Help my wife to understand, and take care of her. Help my children to grow up not bitter, but in your love. Forgive me Lord.

4 reminders

Sitting in bed, I watch one of my 3 year old twins rest. A cough this morning, a slight fever and a bloody nose. There is something I'd like to do, a place I'd like to go. But this one of four children remind me, I have to stay here and weather the storm.

6 caps

6 caps to choose from
The hollow end to the head
Any one I choose to wear
I'll look the same
And my face will turn red.

At a loss for words

How can I articulate what I feel? You, who read these words, wonder why out of over 3000 'feeling' words to choose from, I've yet to choose even one. I suppose it's because whatever I choose would not do it justice. The feeling is connected in time, connected to events, connected to words, sound, emotion, thoughts, people, my arms, legs, chest, head.

I could use analogies and metaphors, to try to convey at least a shadow of the truth.

But that leaves too much room for misunderstanding. Again, I'm at a loss for words. I just want to go home.

Not discounted, not cheap, not inexpensive, ... free!

Revelation 22:17 -- And the Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let the one who hears say: “Come!” And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who wants it take the water of life free of charge.

Measures

You want me to find what I already have. One falls on his knees, the other upright with arms stretched to the heavens - which is the better measure of the heart? Recite another formula, rededicate, another revival, for what? The work has been done 2000 years ago. Say yes once, why say it again? Outside the temple, at work, on the freeway, in the market, how am I doing? I pray that His will be done, and that I may demonstrate the evidence of His work in me: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness. To borrow a line from a famous song, and attach to it a slightly different meaning - may I only have eyes for You.

in medias res