it hasn’t all been
easy or simple, but man
your arms are my home.
I’ve spent many days longing for your arms.
When I’m cold, when I’m tired, when I’m sleepy, when I’m depressed…..(And I feel all of those at this very moment.)
Lord, please make his arms my safe place. I’ll know he’s from You when I feel perfectly secure in his arms; when I feel Your love through his.
Still waiting, darling.
whose great idea was it to put 2-3 weeks of school between thanksgiving and christmas because honestly i don’t even know if i can feign caring about anything other than watching home alone seventeen times a day and baking seven hundred cookies over the next thirty days.
i have so much to do tomorrow, i should sleep. but “so much to do” makes me anxious and unable to sleep.