not again...

well, as usual, nothing comes out good...

another failed conversation...
another misunderstanding...
another miscommunication...
another failed attempt to be nice...
it seems like a magnet except that it's repelling away...
you care, you don't care, doesn't matter...
the door is closed...
not letting anything in...


finding my secret place and dwelling in it...
God, i need to meet with You...
one on one...
just You and me...
i need to download from You for the camp...
speak to me...



And this is my prayer in the fire
In weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved
Of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flames

And I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon form against me shall remain

I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here