Pink

Pink

6.05.2011

As I Lay Sleeping...

I dreamt...

So much noise. All around me. Words. Phrases. Sentences. Paragraphs. All coming from faceless entities. I cannot distinguish one from another. Part of me wants to scream. Part of me needs to weep. And still another part desires to just stand still, motionless, silent. Closing my eyes allowing the rhetoric to swirl around me...some of those words, thoughts, penetrating my skin. Some of it is refreshing...some, comforting...some giving me pain...gut-wrenching, face twisting pain.

I just want to find where I am. Who I am. I need to remember the deepest part inside of me. The root from which I was born. I need to get back to that Sunday School, Jesus-Loves-Me-This-I-Know innocence I knew as a child; when my deepest thought was deciding between bologna and cheese or peanutbutter and jelly.

Still, here I stand. I know who I can and cannot trust. And the truth I know in my very heart...the deepest part of my very soul is this:

Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong, they are weak, but He is strong. Yes Jesus loves me...yes Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me; the Bible tells me so.

So...in your weakest moments...cling to that innocent childhood truth. Find comfort there. And dream.