it's smells like a night out on the colombian town

so i'm sitting down in greyfriars tonight, alone, on my first night of spring freedom.

i am in one of those moods. you know the type. contemplative. words stuck inside my head and heart, just wanting to get out. wanting to have a deep, intellectual conversation about anything and everything with anyone and everyone. but here i am.

this should be a time of great revelation and intellectuality, but for some reason the words won't come. this makes me think of the old phrase "garbage in, garbage out." haha i don't expect you to understand that right away, as there is no clear connection between the two.

but to be honest i have been slacking in my devotions. i read my Bible last night. well. i skimmed 2 corinthians 1, actually. so i shouldn't be surprised that i have nothing real to say. no new insights. when you don't take the time to put good, new things into your brain, nothing good will ever come out of it. God promises he will reveal himself to us. well he is not going to do that while we're just sitting on our butts, slacking the days away. we need to take the time to have discipline and really WANT the communion with God.

well those are my brief and shallow thoughts for the night. the last night of teenagerhood. hopefully over the next year i will grow ever closer and ever more committed to the lover of my soul.

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Jesus - lover of my soul
Jesus - I will never let you go
You've taken me from the firey clay
Set my feet upon a rock and now I know

I love you
I need you
Though my world may fall I'll never let you go
My Savior
My closest friend
I will worship you until the very end.