"But they that wait upon the LORD
shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as EAGLES
they shall run, and not be weary;
and they shall walk, and not faint"



"Did you know that an eagle knows when a storm is approaching long before it breaks? The eagle will fly to some high spot and wait for the winds to come.
When the storm hits, it sets its wings so that the wind will pick it up and lift it above the storm. While the storm rages, below the eagle is soaring above it. The eagle does not escape the storm, it simply uses the storm to lift it higher. It rises on the winds that bring the storm.

When the storms of life come upon us ... and all of us will experience them ... we can rise above them by setting our minds and our belief toward God.

The storms do not have to overcome us, we can allow God's power to lift us above them. God enables us to ride the winds of the storm that bring sickness, tragedy, failure, and disappointment into our lives. We can soar above the storm.

Remember, it is not the burdens of life that weigh us down, it is how we handle them."

That being said, it's been awhile since I've written. Maybe, it's because, I have too much to say if that makes sense? This time period in my life has been rough. It's been a test of every belief and ounce of strength. It really makes the issues I left behind, pale in comparison. Perhaps that explains all of this. My best friend and I agree I needed this lesson. In many ways, we're being taught lessons that are individually catered to us.
I'm scared about what the future holds, because the uncertainty that looms like a black cloud rolling over the Kansas prairies is ominous. If they things don't get better, they will get much worse. This place reeks of negativity and a bad aura. At this moment, I'm almost at a point of surrender.
It's at this point that one must dig in and persevere. There is no other option, because defeat is the only other option. Inner strength must conquer, through belief and faith. Because now, it really is the only thing I have left.

With everything going on, you'd think I'd be blogging twice a day. It's so bad, I don't even wanna write about it. At least today, I escaped to Laramie, if only for just a little bit. Reality is a nightmare. This makes dreaming that much better. I'm afraid of what is to come. Just when you think it will start to get better, it gets worse. I wish I could find an answer.

Reading my previous post. It's amazing. I must have been more drunk than I thought. Despite that, I believe, rather than discredit the validity of my statement, I believe this is how I will remember what i actually was feeling and thinking then. I've never wrote more crap, good and bad, since moving here. Now, I'm starting to get somewhere and in that moment, it may begin to clear.

Where do we stand? I don't know. All I know, is that I was pretty lucky...