lydia | †

God, can't you part the seas again? 

Spirit, lead me where my trust is without borders. Let me walk upon the waters. Wherever you would call me. Take me deeper than where my feet could ever wander. And my faith would be made stronger. In the presence of my savior. 
          
          Spirit, lead me where my trust is without borders. let me walk upon the waters— wherever you would call me. Take me deeper than where my feet could ever wander. And my faith would be made stronger. 
          
          In the presence of my savior. 
          
          Spirit, lead me. Where. My. Trust. Is.  Without. Borders. Let. Me. Walk. Upon the waters. Wherever You would call me. Take me deeper than where my feet could ever wander. And my faith would be made stronger. In the presence of my Savior. 
          
          

God. If you're real, take all my gold. Take this golden medal. The weight is too much. I can't carry it. I'll take the silver. Take the lead. I'll follow behind you. I am now second in my own life. Heavenly God, take back your rightful place in my life. I want to be your child again. I'm too young to fall asleep. Father, I'm only 19. I'm just 19. Father, take the gold. You shouldn't wear my silver medal. 

Even Artemis would raise her bow and let justice fly before allowing Apollo to hunt another Daphne. 

Anger is rewriting the staircase scene in your drafts because the real staircase scene is where you lost.