Something is definitely getting stirred up in my life. I just now remember last year going through the same emotional roller coaster.
I like the even keel just above average euphoria mode. But growth rarely happens in that state of being.
This past week has been nothing but up and down, up and down. And Sunday it all came to a head. The morning was a little disheartening to start the day off. Then we decided to go to an early movie and saw Mockingjay. I left the movie with such a heavy heart and didn't realize until later how much I identified with Katniss. The emotional turmoil that she was going through was enough to cause her to not fight. She did not have the strength emotionally or physically. That is right where I was. Totally drained of any type of strength.
I have often in the past identified with this song by Twila Paris.
"They don't know that I go running home when I fall down,
they don't know who picks me up when no one is around.
I drop my sword for just a little while,
'cause deep inside this armor the warrior is a child.
The original 1984 version.
Perhaps I'm coming to grips with the many facets that I am….with all my vulnerabilities.
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Joining Kim for Texture Tuesday.
Lately I've been winning battles left and right
But even winners can get wounded in the fight
People say that I'm amazing
Strong beyond my years
But they don't see inside of me
I'm hiding all the tears
They don't know that I go running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
'Cause deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child
Unafraid because His armor is the best
But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest
People say that I'm amazing
Never face retreat
But they don't see the enemies
That lay me at His feet
They don't know that I go running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and and cry for just a while
'Cause deep inside this armor
the warrior is a child
They don't know that I go running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and look up for a smile
'Cause deep inside this armor
Deep inside this armor
Deep inside this armor
The Warrior is a Child
