I dangle my hand out the window, carelessly, and let the wind take it. It's so cold as it sweeps through my fingers, that it makes my hand go numb after a while. I look ahead. I see a stoplight of red, yellow, green. Go. Everything is blurry as I accelerate my speed going faster and faster, the wind still throwing my hand up and down. Parachute is playing on my stereo. The song I like is 2 minutes long so I keep starting it over while breathing through my nostrils, deep. To just...get enough air. I pray for something to happen. Anything. Maybe some car will crash into me or my breaks will stop working. I cross my numb fingers and hope for change.
If you ask me what I learned today, I would tell you two things. The first being that: you shouldn't climb on bookstore ladders that say "employees only". Trust me. And two, being, "sometimes it takes painful expiriences to make us change our ways". What's it mean for someone like Jesus to lay it all down for us? God pulls us through our struggles which ultimately will make us tougher than tough. What does that mean? What does it all mean? Well, I think they call it, love, love, love.
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