title, who needs a title... I need a title!

 why am I writing this?
my bottom hurts, and I would tell you more details
but
that would probably be TMI.


if there were dragons
in the world
it would
be both more and less cool
simultaneously.

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those moments when you type
into google
what seems like the most
reasonable phrase
to you, and don't get anything.


I like to think the small
almost invisible acts
of courage, we find ourselves
doing daily.
still have relevance and meaning
 in God's sight.


I wish I could write awesome
poems about Jesus..
but he is too big, scary
humane and beautiful.
if/when I think I understand him
it usually means that I have distorted
the mirror that I was using to look at him
more.


When I laugh, I feel like the whole
world should be laughing, when I cry
I feel the worlds indifference, Like
  I  weep alone.

I want depth,
but it escapes me
for consolation, I go to cleverness
but it outwits me
I debate just giving up writing,
but something strange inside
encourages me.


Loving God is strange, and hard
and so often feels unfamiliar.
I still intend to keep on going in this,
however.


God and sex, are two reccuring
topics in my mind. I think if distorted
both can be quite harmful..
and when viewed correctly.
both can be quite beautiful
(I don't really know much
about the second, taking it on
advice here.)
Needless to say, I'm quite interested
in knowing a lot more about both
of them.