Words are usually my last resort.
When I’ve ‘acted’ a 1000 days
Done all the ‘right’ things
Cried a bucket of tears
Prayed many silent prayers
Prayed out aloud
Encouraged myself through the word
Made fun of it
I do push ups
Yoga
Meditation
Deep breathe through day long panic attacks.
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Being a clown is fun.
I like laughing
And making other people laugh.
Comedy is good therapy.
Joking about your past
And present struggles.
Haha
Those deep throaty laughs.
Actually they come from my chest.
My heart and my lungs.
It’s forced air.
Letting it out feels good.
It’s cathartic.
It releases the tension,
The knots…
I write when I have no more words…
When I’m all out.
Done.
And then I learn to trust the silence.
I trust the wait.
Why?
Because I trust the word.
I trust God.
And it is written,
“They that wait upon the Lord, shall renew their strength. They shall mount up with wings like an eagle. They shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”
#HeadAndNotTheTail
#AboveAndNotBeneath
#Matt6vs33
#Deu28
#RoyalPriesthood
#FaithinIt
#ChiselingOn
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