It'd be so much easier if we didn't need to sleep. I mean, I love sleep...probably too much, but if we physically didn't need sleep--we could take it or leave it...that'd be nice.

I think too much...it's exhausting, really. Maybe that's what makes me so tired sometimes.

I'm not going home for Thanksgiving or Christmas this year...no mula. Pretty sure everyone thinks that's totally bizarre and crazy, and they'd move heaven and earth to be with their family during the holidays. I love my family and all, but I don't feel that strongly about it. Oh well.

Pretty sure I am the only one of my kind. I know I'm not alone, though. Thank goodness for that. I honestly don't know how people survive, even just living day to day, without God. He's the light on my darkest of days, the hope that drives me out of bed in the morning...hope that the day will be better than what I'm feeling at that moment.

No matter how much I run and hide from Him...He's there...waiting. Sometimes annoying... always a relief. Relief that I really don't have to go it alone.

He accepts me...scars and all, bad habits, mistakes, repeated attempts and failures--all of these are no match for God's unfailing love. Unbelievable. Unimaginable. Empowering.

I love how many times the Psalms reiterate that phrase over and over again: unfailing love. Who doesn't need more of that?

"I struggle with forward motion..."--Relient K

God is crazy to believe in me. Crazy to love me. We can't imagine a love like that. I can't imagine that kind of love...the kind of love you can just sink into like a great big, puffy pile of marshmellowey pillows. It completely surrounds you, envelops you, and refreshes you.

No worries here of am I enough, am I too much...you just know and rest in the knowledge that you are in the midst of this inexplicable, extraordinary, supernatural amazing grace.

"I am here, but am I still alive. You broke me down, but somehow I survived."--Nevertheless