We all know it, just that more often than not it slips our minds - everything we do has consequences. The effects of our actions vary from end to end of the spectrum. By God's Grace we may be let off lightly, or we could incur the wrath of a 7 generation plague.
I feel I belong to the latter group. I'm still living, paying the debts of something that lives in the past. Why can't sleeping dogs lie and just leave me alone. Why are the ghosts of past mistakes so big and eternal that no matter how far I run, they always find and haunt me?
It's been about a year now, and things look so different. I'm giving myself less than two weeks; then it's over. By the end, it's make or break. But with everything happening around me, the only outcome to is be "broken, shattered inside" - lyrics off Franz Ferdinand.
God, I was always an individualist, and I know there's a time to rely on You. But this? Why? Both outcomes aren't pleasing to You, so why put me through this?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment