Storm:a violent disturbance of the atmosphere/my existence with strong winds/mixes of emotion and usually rain/melancholy, thunder/anger, lightning/impulse, or snow/shaky mood.
My life is symbolic of Texas' weather pattern... One day it's sunny and lovely and just plain joyful... And then come the storms, rather often... Unexpected, random, and on most occasions not at the greatest time...
I know that I am human, which means I am inconsistent, unexpected, moody, and the list goes on... But I want to be more logical... That way when the storm comes, I know how to deal with... The only thing is, I don't think it's possible to know in the moment of the storm when anxiety and chaos surround you how to deal with it... So I am left with a melancholic, displeasurable, impulsive, and rather inconsistent mood...
TAKE IT AWAY!!! Please...
I love my Jesus... And I want nothing more than to be the child that he wants me to be... That can consider things and depict the truth from the situation and react in such a manner that is pleasing...
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Let me try to encourage you.
You are human.
You are good.
Think about it.
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