Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Apparently the antibiotic I am on is also used to prevent and/or treat Anthrax.

Neato.

For my next medical trick it will turn out that my blood will be used to cure every disease known to man because I have been subjected to so many medications.

Or an organ explosion.

One of the two.

Psalm 114

"Tremble, O earth, at the presence of the Lord,
at the presence of the God of Jacob.
He turned the rock into a pool of water;
yes, a spring of water flowed from solid rock."
-Psalm 114:7-8

You brought water for the dying from a rock...my soul needs nourishment because it is parched, it is starved...for love, true love that lasts beyond the temporal.

My body is full of fear...I am so confused and tired...I just want to be full of love again and have my brokenness repaired.