though truth be told..

December 16, 2013

.. i don’t much appreciate or understand my heavenly Father’s methods. there appears to be grave discrepancies between the promises of old and my daily troubles, a dissonance between grandeur and the familiar. the simple may be sweet in stories, but there is no veil of romance in my everyday life; just one trouble or scrape after another.

so maybe one day the scrapings will break through stone and light flood in and i will understand, but for the record, let it be known that at this point, there is a bitter taste in my insides.



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