e going here and there. They were mostly running to the surface, suffocating underground. I don't like walking fast. Besides, I knew what I was about to see. As I emerged from the subway, my eyes had to adjust to the light. Artificial light. The sun was down. It was Time Square. The massive attraction in Manhattan. The bright lights dazed the masses, like bugs on a summer night. They continued walking toward the lights with heavy pockets, hoping to relieve the weight of their wallets. The lights are a vital part of this area. They must hide the rest of the city. A city torn from brokenness and despair. Keep the lights on. Spend money. There is nothing wrong here.
Showing posts with label Brokenness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brokenness. Show all posts
Apr 1, 2009
the city (two)
I remember stepping of the metro; there were people everywhere. They wer
e going here and there. They were mostly running to the surface, suffocating underground. I don't like walking fast. Besides, I knew what I was about to see. As I emerged from the subway, my eyes had to adjust to the light. Artificial light. The sun was down. It was Time Square. The massive attraction in Manhattan. The bright lights dazed the masses, like bugs on a summer night. They continued walking toward the lights with heavy pockets, hoping to relieve the weight of their wallets. The lights are a vital part of this area. They must hide the rest of the city. A city torn from brokenness and despair. Keep the lights on. Spend money. There is nothing wrong here.
e going here and there. They were mostly running to the surface, suffocating underground. I don't like walking fast. Besides, I knew what I was about to see. As I emerged from the subway, my eyes had to adjust to the light. Artificial light. The sun was down. It was Time Square. The massive attraction in Manhattan. The bright lights dazed the masses, like bugs on a summer night. They continued walking toward the lights with heavy pockets, hoping to relieve the weight of their wallets. The lights are a vital part of this area. They must hide the rest of the city. A city torn from brokenness and despair. Keep the lights on. Spend money. There is nothing wrong here.
Feb 14, 2008
Feb 9, 2008
Here's to You
Sometimes I wonder if I have the ability to go out there and embrace the brokenness of the world. God, I want to trust You, and I know you want to trust me, but sometimes it's hard to see past this college community I now live in. It's always true that I don't have to worry about the future and embrace the brokenness that is around me now. If I do that, maybe the next part will unfold itself. God, I will trust you, because I don't know who else to trust.
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