from the heights of the heavens
and i wonder
why it's so hard to be honest
to be truthful
to go towards Nineveh and not flee for Tarshish
... more ponderings on another morning where i woke up before 5. i don't know why i'm waking up this early. i dont think there's been one night in the past week where i've gotten more than 4 hours of sleep...
but i can't stop thinking. and looking for something that i can't do on my own.
it's not about me, God.
add a thought?