I have, for so long, felt distant from my Father.
By Father, I mean Jesus, of course. It's killing me.
I've been so distant, all summer, and now school
has started, and I am, more then ever.
There's no pull there, no feeling, no attachment.
I find myself being doubtful, afraid, and withdrawn.
It gets harder and harder every day.
I can't bring myself to read my bible,
finish my copy of Blue Like Jazz, Pray,
Listen, or any of the things that used to
come to me so easily when it came to Him.
Maybe you were right, Kid.
Because I don't know what to think of me anyome, either.
Maybe I'm just screwed up.
sunshine.
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