Here am I...

I wonder how often the enemy uses people in our lives who are both unsuspecting and unwilling, to say things to us that touch on our deepest fears and causes of intense anxiety.
They say, "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."
Well, I read something just a tad more accurate. It said, "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will only cause permanent psychological damage."
I guess you can say the same for the words you think and the words that get thrown at you in "good intention".

As I write this, this song came on. 
(Be here Now - Ray Lamontagne)

The lyrics say,

"Don't let your mind get weary and confused
Your will be still, don't try
Don't let your heart get heavy child
Inside you there's a strength that lies."

A wearied mind.

Sounds a lot like me lately.

A wearied mind.

The biggest killer to even the strongest of souls.

As soon as you're feeling even the slightest bit joyous and content, something comes smashing to knock you down.

But Ray may have something right here.

In the midst of weariness and confusion we have a will that must be stayed.

When our hearts are heavy, there is a strength that lies within us.

We must hold onto these things.

We must learn to be ok with our frailties and grasp hold of the strength we have access too.

I am twenty-five years old now.

Yearning to be molded into the life God has given me dreams of.

Twenty-five and longing to have a security that holds steadfastly, not so easily shaken.

Twenty-five and wanting to know the dream isn't just for those around me but it is for me, too.

Wanting to be wanted.

Wanting to be known.

Wanting to be...