You collect my tears in
a bottle. Maybe it’s green,
as the jealousy You have for
me. I wonder today, if You put
some of Your own tears in this
bottle to overflow, so that I may
know how wide You love me. Abba, You
are on my side, this
I know. & my enemies will run
when I call to You for help, but I
do not know what to say anymore except, whee did I go?
where have all my dreams flown & why do I feel so far away fr
So this week, a book was published with stories from five minute friday. This has been a tough thing for me. Because when I joined the community, I wasn’t really looking to write more. Circumstances were so rough and I was confused and hurting. But a friend was like, here, you should try this. (May not have been exact words but eh it’s okay.) I’ve watched it carry me from a move, to my grandma passing away, to another move, and a move back over the summer. And maybe the shock is that I’ve stayed with it for almost two years now, or the community really feels like family, or the fact that seeing my name as Julia Sparrows here instead of my real last name when I published my own book shortly after joining fmf, was the most hilarious thing. Like a gift from God, who must really like to laugh, watch me laugh, and knows that this is so much sweeter among people than on my own.
This community has taught me the power of encouragement & love. I hope you see that if you check the book out. 🙂