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been awile.

A long time has past, and it has been some time sense I have writen anything at all, I don't even journal anymore these days, maybe I journal once a month. I'm still in the same place, doing pretty much the same things. God continues to be faithfull, and he continues to remind me that he will never leave me or forsake me, even in the really painfull times of life. In those times I cry out, God where are you in this, I'm scared and I don't see what good comes with these hard things of life. Why am I here again? I guess I have felt weary, and weak. I wonder if it's just an awareness of the state of this life on earth, and how flawed it is because of sin. The deepest part of me knows that there's somthing more, something better. It's HIM!

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