I'm finally listening to this song that Maggie decorated for me on that crazy poster she made for my birthday last March. Seeing Thile and the Punch Brothers this year.
When I Go Down-
Relient K
It's really amazing to think that someone cares about me that much. My stomach goes into knots just reading the poetry.
Today I woke up and read my book. The Relentless Tenderness of Jesus. I started crying...
You give me hope
And hope it gives my life
You touch my heavy heart
And when you do, you make it light
And I exhale, I hear your voice
And I answer you,
Though I barely make a noise
And from my lips the words I choose to say
Seem pathetic
But it's a fallen man's prayer
Because I love you
Oh God, I love you
And life is now worth living
if only because of you
And when they say
I'm dead and gone
It won't be further from the truth
I don't remember what I really had to say. I guess that was it.
God is good. Better than good. He made "good".
Love to Emilea,
peace
Thursday, November 22, 2007
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love you. a lot. thanksgiving was okay. different, empty, lonely, small. my uncles are crazy and my mom typically tames them, and she wasn't there to do that. it was nuts. my grandmother tends to go loopy too. i miss mom. a lot. my dog keeps thinking that she's going to appear out of thin air and it's not happening. he's having panic attacks. he's currently laying down at my dad's feet, looking up at him patiently as if to say "when ever you decide to make her appear, i'll be here. waiting." just like the rest of us.
love the lyrics or poem or whatever. love it. just do.
love you, maybe going to see august rush on saturday. maybe.
love you,
emilea
p.s. i told you i can't say goodbye.
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