wut.
i just can't right now..
i can't..
oh pride, just shut your face won't you?
shut your face and let me live.
is this the freedom You were talking about?
can i be free from this too?
cleanse me, Baba..
i hear Your words echo in my heart..
but other words are louder..
ah..they have been fed
cleanse me, Baba
empty me of what my ears have heard..
my eyes have seen..
my mind has thought..
the words are just too many..
too loud to hear the whisper..
the whisper ebbs and grows..
but now its just a tinkling..
cleanse me, Baba..
and pour through the emptiness..
like the hot oil that coats..and covers.
fill me with Your word..
oh that the feeding may cease..
disrupt and renew.
that Your desires...Your desires would be mine.
i hear Your words echo in my heart..
but other words are louder..
ah..they have been fed
cleanse me, Baba
empty me of what my ears have heard..
my eyes have seen..
my mind has thought..
the words are just too many..
too loud to hear the whisper..
the whisper ebbs and grows..
but now its just a tinkling..
cleanse me, Baba..
and pour through the emptiness..
like the hot oil that coats..and covers.
fill me with Your word..
oh that the feeding may cease..
disrupt and renew.
that Your desires...Your desires would be mine.
i am..who i am..who i am..
i must be tomi.
being tomi is just dandy.
as much as i admire this or that person..
i have been created to be tomi
most difficult..yet the easiest..
to extend grace towards..?
me.
oh, when shall i learn to love you, tomi..
well..to love you...in the way He desires..?
on another note..
its odd how i keep offering you the measuring stick..
as if you actually know how to use it..
but that's not your fault..
the measuring stick was never to be your burden to bear..
its unfair for me to offer it to you..
and all this does is cause me grief..
sigh.
just love me, ok?
i must be tomi.
being tomi is just dandy.
as much as i admire this or that person..
i have been created to be tomi
most difficult..yet the easiest..
to extend grace towards..?
me.
oh, when shall i learn to love you, tomi..
well..to love you...in the way He desires..?
on another note..
its odd how i keep offering you the measuring stick..
as if you actually know how to use it..
but that's not your fault..
the measuring stick was never to be your burden to bear..
its unfair for me to offer it to you..
and all this does is cause me grief..
sigh.
just love me, ok?
but really though....
the tendencies,
reactions,
and actions of people..
of humans
are a blimey mystery.
sometimes i feel it futile to even try to understand..
to speculate and conclude..
to guess..
it all feels so bloody...useless.
yea, there are patterns...sort of..
...but we aren't equations.
as frustrating as it all feels..
its kind of ....exciting..
the tendencies,
reactions,
and actions of people..
of humans
are a blimey mystery.
sometimes i feel it futile to even try to understand..
to speculate and conclude..
to guess..
it all feels so bloody...useless.
yea, there are patterns...sort of..
...but we aren't equations.
as frustrating as it all feels..
its kind of ....exciting..
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