I’m broken down, beat up, shredded and taped back together. My prayers are insincere my life is falling apart. The voice I want so desperately to hear is not my own in fact no longer does the reverberating sound of peace corse through my ears...
So tonight I broke down and I started to pray that the Lord would make these feelings go far far away. This awareness it hit me like the thunder of an oncoming storm, it was nothing like I had ever felt before...
On Monday I headed out, deeming this day the day of pain! Why you may ask, well it is the day I had chosen to got suffer through a waxing (and I am not talking about my eyebrows!)...
So it is my first full day in Brazil that involved no security, safety talks, or tiny seats! I woke up at about 0900 feeling much refreshed after my good night sleep...
