Facebook

Facebook depresses me sometimes. It is a page filled with all of the exciting things that are happening to everyone else. Some even manage to get others to post comments on their status. It just feels so much like a finger pointing at me and a voice saying: "Look at all the things that you are not doing." It's a laughing and mocking voice. And I am struggling to do something, to be something. But I am always running smack into the brick wall of my limitations.

Draft

I draft everything and post nothing. My "Edit posts" page is filled with the words draft, draft, draft. Sometimes my life feels like a draft. I'm always in pieces. Unsure of where God is leading. Unable to see the finished product that God has in mind for me. A rough draft. Constantly working it all out. Wondering at the world.