Saturday, February 12th, 2011Mature

I feel under the weight of condemnation in that there is none, but I’m living as if I were condemned…

            Confusion and unbearable clarity.  Food, food, food, food, and more food.  Broken and hurting people everywhere I turn.  I know it’s not my place to save them all ‘cause Jesus has already done that, but my heart aches for them.  I can’t stand it!  And there’s virtually nothing I can do.

            I’m so fat!  I can’t stop eating.  Seriously…

            Am I going insane?

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