Sometimes Life IS Hard
"When I was a child, I acted like a child..." this verse goes on to say that when we are mature, we put away childish ways. Can I be completely honest? Sometimes, I want to be a child. I want to scream, yell, cry, run with abandon. I want to hide in my blanket fort with my Snugglies and read a book or take a nap. Yet, I am an adult; so I will smile politely even if I disagree, sit still so not to offend those around me, hold it in so I won't 'make a scene', be respectable as deemed appropriate from the generations that have gone before me. There was a time when I didn't care who heard me sing at the top of my lungs or saw me dance however the music moved me. The times I actually wanted to be heard. Forced people to hear me. That was before. Before the 'rips', the tears, the 'earthquakes' of life.When I was young, and had all the answers. All the bravado of youth. Face to face with myself, in the presence of God, as I entered adulthood, ...