tired and sad and tired of feeling tired and sad.
I felt the faint trace of thunder
rattle this old house
I saw the fire light the sky
but there's no sign of rain anywhere
I need a hurricane
to empty out this place
It seems it's the only way
to salvage any sense I have left
to move on
I'm waiting to hear your voice again
and lighten up this heart
I'm holding onto stupid memories
but I see you in every little thing
I need a hurricane
to straighten out this place
It may be the only way
to salvage any sense I have left
to move on
I need a hurricane
to ravage through this place
I think it's the only way
to salvage any sense I have left
to move on
I felt the faint trace of thunder
rattle this old house
But there's no sign of rain anywhere
No, there's no sign of you anywhere...
Hurricane, Mindy Smith
i apologize for being so down. this week has just been difficult. i know it will lift.
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You don't need to apologize. Wish we could be together and talk through life stuff. Soon. Love you.
We are all here for you, dear.
Sometimes a hurricane isn't needed, but a whisper in the wind...
Greetings, Laura. I too try to serve Jesus. I liked your blog entries. As for depression, well, I'm still taking medication for it. Even Christians suffer hurts and damage. Paul talked about his thorn in the flesh, after all. But I was going to ask: if you like reading, may I suggest a title to try? I wrote "Outcasts Of Skagaray" because I felt deeply about the unwanted and undervalued of the world. So I wrote a Christian fantasy adventure in which they were used by God to change the society that mistreated them. If you want to see some excerpts, go to my website at www.threeswans.com.au
I would be delighted if you read it, but if not I still greet you as a sister in the Lord. Blessings.
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