When I return home, even when I'm feeling angry or upset, I suddenly feel calmer and more sensible. Maybe it's my head playing tricks on me or maybe it's the quartz. Who knows.
Today at training, I was surprised at how many atheists were singing along to the worship. Wilson was singing behind me in his hoarse voice and it made me realize how strong music can be. There's something about Christian music that makes you want to give yourself up to Him. For me, it's in those moments, when the singer's voice is strong and high, that I am truly moved.
I missed this feeling; this feeling of exhaustion.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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