I am writing this from an Ipod touch. It is very modern of me. Or something. I don't know how to feel right now. That is a lie. I know exactly how I feel, it is just that it isn't very pretty. I am trying to trust God with everything that is happening: I pray that hearts will change (mine included); I pray for peace; I pray that His will be done; I pray for acceptance and that my heart will desire this; I pray for safety and that He will be with her always; I pray these things with Phil's "Heaven Song" on repeat. I pray these things through Los Angeles rain in a bed that isn't mine with an old friend in a bed nearby.
I am scared. Psalm 42.
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