January 2012
20 posts
“Everything He has promised me He will do, He will do.”
“The sea’s only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally the chance to feel...”
So I Was Rescued from the Lion's Mouth
I denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
I refused my heart no pleasure.
My heart took delight in all my labor,
and this was the reward for all my toil.
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.
“It matters not how straight the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll. I...”
I’m in a serious transitory period right now.
Fast Car—Tracy Chapman
this is a man...
