I worship while I wait.
I serve while I wait.
I cry whilst I wait.
And I pray to take the pain away, while I wait.
I get impatient while I wait.
I fear while I wait.
I regret while I wait.
And I remember to live while I wait.
I love while I wait.
I trust while I wait.
I listen while I wait.
And I remember to focus on only the good, while I wait.
But all these things never make me forget...
I'm still waiting.

This is not complaining-
rather an expression of some truth.
I feel useless sitting at this desk...
trying to write articles on what "modern love"
means to me and you.

I scroll through Facebook,
or shall we call it "death"
with "nothing" better to do.
And I see faces with no light talking
about sin with a certain pride.
And it hurts. Have you ever felt that?
A desperation to see them saved?
And it physically hurts your heart?
Like hey, I know I'm okay sitting at this desk
protected by Him, on the inside. But I can do nothing!
NOTHING
without Him.
If it isn't for Him.
By Him.
With Him...
for me there is no pride.
Please read this and consider something deeply.
Where does your salvation lie?

There's a misconception about
the Christian life.
That once you come to the Lord,
everything will be right.
And this is true in His light,
but that doesn't mean it will be easy
or without strife.
God loves to squeeze me,
just like a sponge
and in this squeezing he shows me
what I'm made of.
And if my eyes are open,
this can release me
from all that I have done,
that didn't appease Him,
the Lord up above.