So much is trying to bring me down:
Burn out, allergies, a huge to-do list, etc.
I try to surround myself with what can bring me up:
Jesus, friends, music, etc.
The sun has been hiding for days,
Other students on campus walk like zombies,
And this place reeks of decay.
And I’m worn.
The sun appears.
I hear a Bible verse.
I play for an hour in band and prepare for Lifegroup.
Exhausted, I am.
Will this homework never cease?
The end nears.
I try NOT to push it.
“Here comes the sun, do dah de dah…”
God is continually at work. I see random statuses and take part in conversations divinely serendipitous (is that a thing?). I am used by Him as I myself write and talk. My mind will never wrap itself around God’s work and his perfect plan and all the good he is.
I know where I’ll be this summer, which is a stress-away, but I am so weary from everything all the time. So I’ll find my rest in the Lord. I trust him with everything, anyway.
(So, I’ve been posting a lot of “thoughts” poems and just “thoughts” lately. It is super therapeutic for me to write, and I appreciate all of you who actually read these! Be blessed, everyone!)