Why are you so cool? How do you do all those things? So elegant yet strong. So simple but you stand out so much. So gentle and kind. Just another human being, Yet so unique on its own. I want to grow up to be like you. A wonder woman like you.
The sins which I commit are many and very grievous. So much so that I do doubt at times if I have been running in vain! For how could one, under such wondrous love and grace, transgress against the one who has bestowed treasures enumerable upon a wretch such as myself? Oh, I do fear for my chastisement will be great! I am dried up for lack of communion with the Father! God forgive me! A sinner and the chief of them! Not one has so transgressed as I have in knowledge great and arrogance far surpassing all I know! For though I look around me and do see sinners, not one has blasphemed you in such a way as I have! I cry- not for a mere escape from your wrath, that does abide on all unrepentant sinners-but because of you; my God in all your majesty has loved me. So much so that you sent your son to shed his blood and to be crushed by you father! I could not submit one of my brothers to death, and you gave your only son to be a sacrifice! How wicked am I that I should seek sin for a season instead of forsaking all for you my holy God Forgive me! Break me! Stop my hands, my mind, my mouth! Let not a single perverse thing ever be uttered again from me let me not wound against my Savior and my God! Let me live as you have made me! A new creature! Oh father I believe that it is through your son's sacrifice that I have the cleansing of my sins! I repent from my wicked ways! Save my wretched soul from destruction! Make me as white as snow and let me forget it not! Have mercy on me! Oh Lord have mercy!
From a distant, Your movement, Your grace, Your everything has been noticed, The way you play with the crowd, And the way they respond back, Has spoken the truth, That you are amazing in every way, It seems that nothing will ever be able to ever make this day more amazing, Than the performance you’ve given....
With the car stereo tuned in to the radio waves, our vehicle glided through the cityscape. The machine had been fumigated and anguish had been cleansed; Our anxiety was subjugated and our appetite, content. Got nicely blazed with the aid of that sliver haze.
*Driving in the calm of midnight, Through city streets in the half-light