Bandaged Soul...so I can open my heart to you again.

I'm dealing with it. It's not like it has never happened before. Truly, only God knows why I'm feeling this way. I'm not hiding it from Him...it would be stupid to do so, anyway. If it's just the absence, I can probably say that time will take away the achings. But it's the uncertainty after the period and beyond that is causing me to fluster a little whenever it comes to my mind. I tried to be all cool about it. But deep inside I'm fearing the drift. I find myself involuntarily sighing whenever I think about how bad things seems to have evolved. It's so depressing... The only thing I can do now is...pray. It's not for me to push anyway. I'm not in the position to do so. It's a personal choice. Abba Father, keep us near. You see everything down the road. You know our hearts for You created us. Grace to protect us against hardening of the heart. Grace to cause our ears to hear Your voice, our eyes to see how much we truly need You. Sometimes w

"...I've been waiting my whole life for the right guy to come along...and then you showed up, and you're nothing like the man I imagined. You're cynical and cranky and impossible. But the truth is fighting with you is the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I think there's a very good chance that I'm falling in love with you." a love confession from the movie, 27 Dresses. Just watched the movie I bought some time back. It caught my attention. Why? For me to know, and for you to find out. Anyway, it also reminded me of the sermon this morning. I believe it's true that sometimes through an argument we begin to define things. It could be what certain thing or person mean to us, why do we really behave in a certain way, or what is our true motives in doing something. If we're truly honest to God and to ourselves, and would rather be hurt by the truth than make ourselves happy with delusive lies, then I think we are closer to moving towards &