Frail

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Frail- Jars Of Clay

Convinced of my deception
I've always been a fool
I fear this love reaction
Just like you said I would

A rose could never lie
About the love it brings
And I could never promise
To be any of those things

If I was not so weak
If I was not so cold
If I was not so scared of being broken
Growing old
I would be...
I would be...
I would be...

Blessed are the shallow
Depth they'll never find
Seemed to be some comfort
In rooms I try to hide

Exposed beyond the shadows
You take the cup from me
Your dirt removes my blindness
Your pain becomes my peace

If I was not so weak
If I was not so cold
If I was not so scared of being broken 
Growing old
I would be...
I would be...
I would be...

...frail

Shelter

Tänk om det kunde vara så här i kyrkan....

 Shelter- Jars Of Clay

To all who are looking down
Holding on to hearts still wounding
For those who've yet to find it
The place is near where love is moving
Cast off the robes you're wearing
Set aside the names that you've been given
May this place of rest in the fold of your journey
Bind you to hope
You will never walk alone

In the shelter of each other
We will live
We will live (Never walk alone)
In the shelter of each other
We will live
We will live (Your arms are all around us)

If our hearts are turned to stone
There is hope we know the rocks will cry out
And the tears aren't ours alone
Let them fall into the hands that hold us
Come away from where you're hiding
Set aside the lies that you've been living
May this place of rest in the fold of your journey
Bind you to hope
We will never walk alone

In the shelter of each other
We will live
We will live (In the shelter)
In the shelter of each other
We will live
We will live (You will never walk alone)

In the shelter of each other
We will live
We will live (In Your arms are all around us)
In the shelter of each other
We will live
We will live (In Your arms are all around us)

If there is any peace
If there is any war
We must all believe
Our lives are not our own
We all belong

God has given us each other
And we will never walk alone

Söndag

Har haft "påsklov" en och en halv vecka nu, varav jag jobbat 3 super sega nätter. Jag gillar att jobba natt, men usch vad segt det var... Imorgon är det studier som gäller igen. Vi har en vecka teori innan nästa 3 + 3 veckors klinikperiod. Neurologi och psykiatri har jag kvar denna terminen.(Och glöm inte PU!) Sen har vi tenta i umeå, muntlig. Suck! Parallellt med detta ska jag träffa min handledare( för projektet nästa termin) varannan vecka och planera projektet.(Projektet som jag fö ser fram emot faktist- trodde jag aldrig!)

Funderar på om jag ska göra några ärenden idag, har lite saker jag borde skaffa, men det kan vänta....



ciao

Nattsvart

Nu är det natt. Det är svart ute... Jag är trött men på jobbet så sova får jag inte än på ett tag...

Ibland förstår jag inte hur man kommer in på så skumma samtalsämnen... nyss pratade vi om personalens diverse tarmsjukdomar och undersökningar... KUL!
Det slår mig även att vissa verkligen måste stå i centrum hela tiden! nåväl..