better love i see

i don't want to face this valley

i don't want to walk alone

you say that you'll leave to find me

well i am begging you now to come

don't think i could face the morning

my heaviness is on my chest

you say that you'll lift this burden

well i am begging you to bring me rest

so come and find me

in the darkest night of my soul

in the shadow of the valley

i am dying

for you to make me whole

for you to make me whole

i can't keep myself from sinking

from drowning down in all this shame

my throat is worn out from calling for help

and im praying you'll remember my name

i know i can't fight this battle

been surrounded on every side

you say that you will deliver me

well i am praying that you'll restore my life

so come and find me

in the darkest night of my soul

in the shadow of the valley

i am dying

for you to make me whole

for you to make me whole

answer me out of the goodness of love

and your mercy turned to me

i know its you that i've been running from

but i'm seeing that it's you i need

you're all i need

today i was able to look back to my first few blogs and reminisce about the past year. all the things i've seen, all the things i've done, all my new friends, all my old ones. all the things that have changed. it was a meaningful little experience. i began reading about finals last year. my first finals as an eager little freshman. i read about my lack of focus during finals, and that is one thing that has not changed with time.

this time of the school year draws you to your friends, for fear that by some unfortunate circumstance you wont see them until after the break. which, bitter sweet as it may seem, is a whole month long. you also are drawn to those you love because of the season. no, i am not referring to the cold, but to the season of celebration that is approaching. what a fantastic feeling rises in us during the christmas season. gosh i love it.

this week i am singing the first solo of my cornerstone career. we practiced tonight in brians little office which was cool. josh and jon and brian all played acoustic with bj on the djembe. it was close and warm. not only the atmosphere in the room, but the sound was. i love intimate settings as those. you are exposed. you are probably going to make a mistake that they are going to hear. but, that is reality. beautiful, imperfect reality.

in spite of the fact that i have finals breathing down my neck, i am sitting here writing for three people to read. total lack of motivation obviously.

i believe i should return to the world of books and re-memorizing everything i have learned this semester. oh the joy. it is no fun, but it has to be done nonetheless.