The Thin Line

There is a thin line in my heart between joy and grief.

Every morning I rise they battle over the depths of my heart.

They reminisce over love had and love lost,

Over that which will be and that which might not.

My very being cries out in torment.  From where will my salvation come?

But joy is always there, even in the midst of blackness.

Joy wells up from within me, yet it is not mine.

It is from God, my creator.

He is teaching me.

Teaching me to love him,

To love Him more than a friend,

More than creation,

More than life itself.

When I find Him, I find joy.

A can sing at the top of my lungs and praise my God,

But I am sinful,

And oh how I forget.

I neglect my savior,

And return to the pit of despair.

This is truly the thin line.

But He is always there,

Right by my side.

So I know I will prevail,

And the Joy of my salvation will complete me.

And I will sing of His praises for all eternity.

Awkward Moments

Ok, so I'm a little bit mad at my parents.  They invited one of their friends over with her niece for lunch.  Everything was great, except that my parents (dad in particular) was very awkwardly trying to "set us up."  Maybe it was more me than anything, but I felt awkward.  The girl was actually very nice and I'd love to get to know her more, but the funny thing is that she's already in a relationship anyway, lol.  So how many of you have had your parents try to awkwardly insert themselves in some way into your love life?