Oh, you of little faith.

What will be left when I've drawn my last breath
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who've known me
Will I discover a soul saving love
Or just the dirt above and below me?

I'm a doubting Thomas
I took a promise
But I do not feel safe
Oh, me of little faith

Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face
Then I beg to be spared cause I'm a coward
If there's a master of death
I bet he's holding his breath
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power

I'm a doubting Thomas
I can't keep my promise
Cause I don't know what's safe
Oh, me of little faith

Can I be used to help other find truth
When I'm scared I'll find proof that it's a lie
Can I be led down a trail of dropping bread crumbs
That prove I'm not ready to die?

Please give me time to decipher the signs
Please forgive me for the time that I've wasted

I'm a doubting Thomas
I'll take your promise
Though I know nothing's safe
Oh, me of little faith

--Doubting Thomas by Nickel Creek

Let's Dance

"When life becomes a drag, I dance."

Dancing is a big ball of fun. Really it is. I love to dance around and just go crazy. I honestly don't think what I do can be qualified as dancing, but I don't think half of the way society dances today can be either. Actually, what I do is more of dancing than everyone else. It's so much more than physicality. Anyways... Being able to drop all pretenses and just dance your heart out is so...invigorating. And when you find a song that just gets you going, it's perfect.
...and maybe one day I'll find a class where I can learn the Jitterbug. Then I'll actually be able to dance for real. Won't that be fun?

Slacker.

I've been slacking a bit with this blog. But you know what? I started school. It is so allowed.