It all gets to be too much. If only there were some way to just get a boost. I feel like a need a big engine to push me through. Are you the engine? Am I the engine? Are we all the engine, the big one, that could?
Amen.
Love Lindsay
Monday, November 30, 2009
vroom
Dear God,
It all gets to be too much. If only there were some way to just get a boost. I feel like a need a big engine to push me through. Are you the engine? Am I the engine? Are we all the engine, the big one, that could?
Amen.
Love Lindsay
It all gets to be too much. If only there were some way to just get a boost. I feel like a need a big engine to push me through. Are you the engine? Am I the engine? Are we all the engine, the big one, that could?
Amen.
Love Lindsay
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
judy blume only wishes
Dear God,
Are you there, God? It's me, Middle School. Every day the students come and spend seven hours focused on anything but learning. They judge each other, whispering behind folded hands and pointing when they think I don't see. Giggles slip out when someone leaves a room and hearts break in the hallway. Everything is a Big Deal. Are you there, God? Do you notice when they cry and laugh and blame and lie? I hope you're there. They need you.
Amen
Love Lindsay
Are you there, God? It's me, Middle School. Every day the students come and spend seven hours focused on anything but learning. They judge each other, whispering behind folded hands and pointing when they think I don't see. Giggles slip out when someone leaves a room and hearts break in the hallway. Everything is a Big Deal. Are you there, God? Do you notice when they cry and laugh and blame and lie? I hope you're there. They need you.Amen
Love Lindsay
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