keep on.

there are these days. these days that come and linger. these days that catch you off guard, that stir everything up when it all seems to be settling down. these days where big decisions are made and small voices are barely heard. you know, just those kind of days.

and sometimes it just hurts. sometimes we give and we're told we haven't given enough. sometimes we're turned down and sometimes we're told no thank you and sometimes we are asked to leave and sometimes we're very clearly rejected. sometimes we try our best and walk out of class with a million red lines scribbled all over our paper. sometimes no one will be there to listen, and sometimes it feels like no one cares. sometimes no one makes you feel special or worth it or unique or different or beautiful. sometimes it's all overrated and and you're late to your meeting and your hair is flat and your coffee is cold and your heart is numb. sometimes we just don't care enough to get dresssed, in some strange attempt to mirror what's going on in the inside. sometimes crying is all that brings comfort, and feeling pain is better than any amount of words. sometimes we'd rather just have someone say "it's okay," rather than "i told you so." sometimes we aren't good enough, pretty enough, funny enough, skinny enough or smart enough. sometimes feelings are not returned and you have to gather your composure to walk yourself to the door. sometimes you have to let your no be no for once in your life. sometimes we want things that just aren't meant to be, and ometimes it's hard to trust the bigger picture. sometimes you wish things would just go your way for once. sometimes you're bitter and upset and angry and sad and you'd rather just stay in bed all day. sometimes our hearts grow cold when painful memories consume, and sometimes our only comfort is only in our discomfort. sometimes love seems so far away. sometimes we just don't understand. and sometimes the ones you never thought would hurt you walk away when you need them the most. sometimes you lay on the ground, questioning Jesus and His sovereignty and His plan and His goodness because it's so hard to trust in the unseen. and sometimes people make selfish decisions that hurt you just as much as they are hurting themselves. and sometimes you can't give any more advice or any more counsel because you have no idea what is going on in your own life. sometimes you just can't and you won't and sometimes it hurts like hell. sometimes we misunderstand and aren't heard and don't feel special. and sometimes living is half the battle, and sometimes it seems like you can't fight anymore. sometimes we're tired and weak and worried and not okay. and sometimes we beat ourselves up over things we know we should have seen coming. sometimes, though, no matter what anyone tells you, you have to experience it for your self. sometimes the hardest lessons are also the ones that teach you the most. and turn out to be the most rewarding. sometimes we write until our fingers feel like they are going to fall off because it's all we can think to do.

and, sometimes it takes these days to realize all we really need.


"The Lord can always be trusted to show mercy each morning. Deep in my heart I say the Lord is all I need; I can depend on him." Lamentations 3:23-24