fighting the fatigue....because one can not be made up of only ideals. one needs a heart to go with those ideals. one needs hopes, dreams, fears, and stories to be real.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
lost.
today i got lost in the hills of hollywood and at first i really struggled. i panicked and got frustrated with the concept of not being able to get somewhere i was supposed to be. it made me feel like a little child. but then in a moment it shifted. i sat in my car, surrendered and asked for His presence. i opened my eyes and realized i was in one of the most beautiful and still places in the depths of the city. i sat atop the hollywood reservoir. and i happened to have my journal. i ended up journaling for two and a half hours. i may have missed out in some ways, but in other ways, i might have been just where i was supposed to be.
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