still holding on...

Why am I still holding on?

Why, when I look back do I wish that some things had never changed?

Why do i so quickly forget the bad times, the painful times?

Maybe because my flesh was more comfortable there,

I guess it's easier to compromise then risk having enemies.

I can't change what happened, I can't change the fact that i've been misunderstood, nor can I change the words that have been spoken.

I've never regretted anything, but somedays I wish I could have my cake and eat it too.

But I can't, and I think that's a good thing.

My life's become a waiting game. Waiting on God, to do what, Im not exactly sure.

But I know that as I patiently wait, He will reveal, the pieces that are still missing.

One day I will see, why I've had to travel the path I have.

Until then, I wait, seek and worship, and live.

I realize this entry can be taken many ways, and I guess I'm ok with that.

God knows exactly what I am meaning, and I've come to realize, only his opinion matters anyways

-Jess