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August 6, 2009 10:03 PM

He carries the weak and weary. Not what I can do, but whether or not I have the strength to accept. Whether I fall to the fear, or I embrace it and its answer.

Thanks.

Really, in the end, all this thinking doesn't really benefit me too much--it's what I see at the end of the day. Not with my eyes but with my heart. What faith tells me, and it's telling me that I've been holding on quite dearly, and that I haven't given up yet.

So don't. There's a fight still to be fought, a race still, and a love to pursue.

It almost seems laughable, how trivial it can be right? Words will no longer do me justice, so I'll end here, and spread justice with this life.














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