Seriously I'm over it. I don't know who's right in this situation? I can't help but feel suffocated, and I'm sick of feeling selfish for making decisions contrary to what she wants. I'm so so so sorry. I'm sorry that I took a chance and took control.

I'm taking myself out of the game, it's proven too difficult.

The way God sees the world

I want to see the world the way God sees the world. The way the yearning mountains stretch and extend, pointing back into their creator. The swirling and stirring strength of the oceans that survive all of us. I want to feel the depth of glory, to dive headfirst in to the deep. We are but small unrefined beings tethered by gravity to this beautifully imperfect planet. A beautiful world filled with equal parts evil and good, dancing and dodging like seasoned boxers. I want to see the world the way God sees the world. We see beauty in all of God's whispers, and sometimes, in the tiniest voice, we find beauty in the dirt, we find glory in the barren.

I want to feel the cool spring-water spray of redemption.

The contents of which have been immortalized.

One of my best friends recently gave me what is probably the best present I've ever received. I can't really thank you enough Mike.

I hope that I am half as good of a friend to you as you are to me.