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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

When You Fight to Illuminate Hope - Imperfect Prose on Thursdays

I am tired and too delicate for this world. 

It all seems to fly at me at once today, an assault of worldly concerns and it feels like just too much and I whisper for Jesus to come and come soon and all the while I feel like a hopeless lunatic just waving my arms as the merry-go-round spins. 

Let me get off. I want the ride to be over.


Continued here over at Emily's place for Imperfect Prose. Join us? 


  1. Great piece Cara. Thought I'd come back to the "source" to post my comment. Jiving with you a bit on the topic of "light" if you happen to read my piece. My first time here so gonna dig in here now and read a few back posts.

    -Bob @ everyonelisten.com

  2. I loved this post Cara. :)


Your comments are such an encouragement. Thank you for sharing your valuable words.