so Psalm it already!

So much for the victorious disciples.......for whatever reason, I was even able to make the first two meetings.  I am in a weird place right now.  so I decided to post up some of my poetry from my offline journal - yep that thing that I actually WRITE in before the internet started making us stupid.

Written 10/7/2006

Who Am I?  i am Africas soil, shaken from the soles of stolen feet.  

Who am I.   i am the footprints in the sands of time as God carried me.  

Who Am I?  i am many sleepness nights, prostituted by guilt. 

Who am I.  i am the last rose of spring, fighting to not wilt.

Who Am I?  Abrahams seed, blessed beyond measure.

Who am I.  i am Gods lost sheep, much more than a treasure.

Who Am I?  i am tears personified, walking down this dark path.

Who am I.  I am angers close confidant - stranger to laugh.

Who Am I?  Sorrow burried years past, dug up by new shovels.

Who am I? I am Israels children, chased down by devils.

Who Am I.  I am Pauls jagged thorn, buffeting my pride.

Who am I?  I am a lost soul - why God bled and died.

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Ok that is all for now - shout out to my girl Audrey who's downtown cyberwalk inspired this entry.

> things I ate this evening that I should not:

• two chilli dogs
  
• one row, entire box of girl scout thin mint cookies

Gurgle, gurgle........