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Inside a Hospital Room

A slight breeze from a freckled face
Gently moves a white blanket
Atop a white gown
On white skin
In a white room.

My grandmother is asleep for now.
Her breaths are water, my ears a sponge.
The sounds create a symphony I wish would never stop playing,
But even the best musicians grow tired.
For now, I can just listen and admit that
Life is short.


Love you Nanny.

So..

So, yesterday I spent the whole day with my grandmother, me and my sister brought her flowers, a new nightgown, and her favorite (nasty in my opinion :]) coffee. She loved it. I was there for a while, and I got to read her some Galatians and Romans. She seems pretty receptive to it, but maybe like she was missing the point a little bit. I'm not one for "beating people over the head with a Bible", so all I did was read her some things that God has been using in me lately, and share them with her. Praying she'll find the same hope I have. I also really enjoyed the time I spent with her. Me and my sister had fun messing around with her after the nurse gave her a massive dose of something that made her crazy.. We heard all sorts of non-sensical stories.
I went to visit with my cousin for a little while and we got some thai food. I ate what I could, but it wasn't much. I worry about way too many things.. I can't believe I can say that my favorite verse is "Don't worry about tomorrow, tomorrow will worry about itself. Sufficient for the day is it's own trouble."
Because I am the poster child for worrying myself sic. I just need to keep giving this battle over to God literally every second of the day.
I had some encouragement on the way home and I felt a little happier. A lot happier actually. Now it's just a matter of still trusting God and not leaning on my own understanding. That's so difficult though. This sounds arrogant, but I never realized that I seriously can't do anything without Christ. It's crazy... I suppose God means it when He says it.

Today's a long day of school. I have drama, french, and then poetry. The only class I don't like is drama. My teachers a little coo coo in the coconuts. I'm looking forward to writing a poem though. I'll have to post it later.

All i have is today, and myself, and God's truth and he's all that's worth thinking about.