all these food things were blessings in my life
but not cures for my condition.
and enough money to pay the light bill.
and then pouts in his room?
I was unable to find joy in the blessings.
at a festival for new musicals.
or my career or my community
but I knew what they really thought, and it wasn’t good.
fleeting as it had always been,
Don’t think a power nap is going to cure this weariness I feel.
tired of carrying the same old burdens, same old struggles,
same old hang-ups that have been plaguing me most of my life.
and I’m not sure what it is.
and artistic lifestyle
I know that my Savior and Redeemer is the One
I need help.
what He’d like me to do to reduce the burdens
then and there that came as quite a shocker
My King, my Lord, my Master
in all His glory
“I whispered to some scientists who couldn’t see
the one who guided their research was none other than me.
You see, I know you wonder if I hear prayers when you say them.