I just want to sleep...
I want to lie in the grass on a sunny day and watch the clouds sail by. I want a gospel choir to stand in a circle around me and sing me sane. I want to go to the Porch of Love. I want to be immersed in music.
God is in the rain.
I'm sitting at a round table with Confusion, his wife Hesitation, and their daughter Doubt. Actually, just about everyone is here. There is no order. There is no quiet, except the painful kind. I'm slumping in my chair, resisting the urge to cover my ears.
Melancholy ramblings. It really is a beautiful world. I believe that.
Faith... to believe without evidence...
Tracey, this is a beautiful beautiful post. You use words so...simply, but so powerfully. There is a fluid rhythm to your words...I don't really know how to describe it.
ReplyDeleteI love that you wrote "God is in the rain." I don't know if these brief blurbs of personal experience do anything for you...but I recently thought that and wrote those words into my thesis.
I like that you brought them into my train of thought again.
And I hope that you are now able to sleep.