Life often presents you a series of unfortunate events; and for some godforsaken reason, it all happens at the same time making it almost impossible to keep your shit straight.
Times like this, i play the blame game, pointing fingers left and right, finding excuses not to blame myself.
But what does that show of my character? it shows that i'm selfish. i'm prideful and arrogant and unloving.
This constant back and forth struggle to rid myself of the baggage, filth, and dirt that i carry with me is exhausting, but most needed.
Life is not worth living unless it's hard; unless you shed a few tears, unless you break a few bones.
And while moving through each day carrying your load, the amazing grace and mercy of it all comes from Him and his powerful presence, this undeserved love for someone as filthy as me - and for that i sing holy holy.
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