Mi Vida Loca

I don't know how much I can write tonight because of the insanity that is my life right now, but I wanted to get down the two song lyrics that have been floating in my brain all weekend because I think that they are important and that I need to capture these thoughts, the good and true ones, and remember them when the crazy comes back.

"...all of my life/I held on to this fear/these thistles and vines ensnare and entwine/what flowers appear/it's the fear that I'll fall/one to many times/it's the fear that His love/is no better than mine..." -Andrew Peterson

"...and the art of all my problems/is in how they're resolved/I try until I'm hopeless/and then a hand so soft/is brushing back my hair/where its clinging to my face/from crying, God, I live in/such a weak and desperate place/and you lay me down/you whisper somehow/I can feel it when I'm very still/you don't ever touch me/or take away the chill/but someday soon, you will..." -Don Chaffer/Waterdeep