Trapped in a cube
These are the random thoughts of one who longs to travel down every unmarked, gravel road. But for now, I am trapped in a cube in Greenville, SC.
Friday, May 3, 2013
Today is one of those days where I feel like I am at my breaking point. Perhaps it has been brought on by stress, exhaustion, or any number of factors that affect us all daily. Regardless, it has been a rough day and I am dangerously close to walking out of my cube, driving away from my cube, and never looking back. Never. Never ever.
I often feel trapped. Daily actually. But today the feeling seems almost oppressive. I am laidback by nature but I truly feel if I don't make a clean break soon I will break out into hives or die of a broken heart. I must change my circumstances soon. I'm tired of letting life pass me by.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Lord, How My Heart Hurts
I see pain behind loving eyes
Emotion flows strong with each tide
Able to do no more than stand to the side
Lord, how my heart hurts.
Holding tight to promises made
Knowing Yours is the plan best laid
Letting others go and having to stay
Lord, how my heart hurts.
At Your feet I am kneeling
As I plead for rapid healing
Or for the ability to stop feeling
Lord, how my heart hurts.
Accepting control was never mine
I struggle to keep my thoughts in line
Faith pulls me forward but my heart falls behind
Lord, how my heart hurts.
What peace I have is from Your Word
My blessings are vast and undeserved
And for that I thank You with feeble words
But Lord, how my heart hurts.
So draw me closer, dear Jesus, if You would
And we will weep together if we should
Because You love deeper than I ever could
Lord, how Your heart must hurt.
~LBell
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Are You Happy?
I've recently been introduced to a blog that makes me think and inspires me. So please check out It's Almost Naptime.
And if you take a gander at the many wonderful posts, please pause long enough to read this one...I Don't Want My Children to be Happy.
I can say with certainty, I'm glad my parents didn't want me to be happy either.
And if you take a gander at the many wonderful posts, please pause long enough to read this one...I Don't Want My Children to be Happy.
I can say with certainty, I'm glad my parents didn't want me to be happy either.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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