When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she’s not, ’cause she’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone…. When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with your crying eyes
Then all at once you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No she can’t, ’cause she’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….
Oooooooooohhhhhhhhh
Now do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Baby won’t you get them if i did?
No you won’t, ’cause you’re gone, gone, gone, gone, gone….
When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
[John Mayer, Dreaming With A Broken Heart]
once again…someone else has been here where i am…freakin good cd…
ct
i’ll give my usual disclaimer for this one: if all this doesn’t make any sense, i’m not surprised…
but i hate mornings like today… i have no idea if this is a common thing, or if it’s just one of those weird things that makes me who i am… i can’t remember if i actually had any dreams or what, but i feel like everyone hates me… it makes no sense because i know it’s not true, at least not blatantly true becuase i haven’t had any arguements with anyone lately, i just woke up this morning and felt like those closest to me can’t stand me and even border line hate me… hopefully i have a good day and all this will be long forgotten before lunch… oh well… i gotta get ready to leave… hope everyone has a great day…
ct
ps. pray for our high school students who are in Maine right now on a missions trip… they took 2 church vans up and yesterday at some point one of them lost it’s transmission… not sure if they’ll get it fixed or just rent a different van to drive home this weekend…
so my mustang is in the shop today getting looked at… again… seems like the nicer and smarter cars get, the more expensive the repairs get… everything is electrical and computer related now so i guess gone are the days of popping the hood and fixing it yourself… not that i was ever close to doing my own car repairs…
on a lighter more fun note, here is today’s look at history…
1972 – today is Geri Halliwell’s birthday (one of the spice girls, don’t ask which one cause i really don’t know!)
1993 – The final episode of “Perfect Strangers” aired on ABC.
i guess neither of those is really that funny, at least not as funny as some i have read about on other days, but they are both mildly entertaining… i guess…
i’m in such a “blah” mood today… so blah… i know, get over it… i will…
later!
ct
just another random day at work… wow… i’m bored… seems to be my daily anthem lately…
ct
“don’t eat my tea!” [random text message from me]
i’m not here complaining or attacking any one person… i am stating something that is quite obvious to me and way too common among Christians… we are soo stinkin good at talkin the talk, but when it comes to taking action and living the life, we just never measure up…
now, i know that we all fall short and we are human and yada yada yada… i get that… but part of taking the name of Christ as your own (calling ourselves Christians…) we need to live a different life… we need to talk the talk and walk the walk as Jesus did… and yes, i know, i’m at fault here too, i can always always always do better, speak better, think better, LIVE better…
let’s put a focus on praying for each other today and onward, that we can truly live this life of difference and not just be full of all the right words…
k, i’m off my soapbox for now… back to work!
ct
33 “A tree is identified by its fruit. If a tree is good, its fruit will be good. If a tree is bad, its fruit will be bad. 34 You brood of snakes! How could evil men like you speak what is good and right? For whatever is in your heart determines what you say. 35 A good person produces good things from the treasury of a good heart, and an evil person produces evil things from the treasury of an evil heart.”
[matthew 12.33-35, NLT]
why do we as Christians treat each other so crappy? that’s a retorical question because i know no single person can change that fact… it’s just the sad reality that we beat our own wounded…
i’m having a very bad day…
…pray
ct
why am i so numb?
… and why am i not surprised?
ct
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