Weakness

I've tried to stand my ground

I've tried to understand

But I can't seem to find my faith again

Like water on the sand

A grasping at the wind

I keep on falling short

Please be my strength

Please be my strength

Cause I don't have anymore

I don't have anymore

Wandering Heart

Hah. Just noticing how I only seem to post when I am in a particular frame of mind. Maybe someday my blog will burst out of its bubble.

Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing has become one of my favorite hymns ever.

O to grace, how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be

Let Thy grace now like a fetter

Bind my wandering heart to Thee

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it

Prone to leave the God I love

Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it

Seal it for Thy courts above

 
I've been listening to Sufjan Stevens' arrangement of the hymn recently. Here's a youtube link (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8sApYYmxhWQ).

Running

I am so conflicted and mixed-up.

I need someone to sort me out. Jesus.

But for some reason I turn away when I see him. I plug my ears if it sounds like he might be "saying" something.

I just graduated

An aphorism ripped out of the context of Augustine's Confessions, book 12:

"...the poverty of the human intellect expresses itself in an abundance of language."