This beast that rends me in the sight of all,
This love, this longing, this oblivious thing,
That has me under as the last leaves fall,
Will glut, will sicken, will be gone by spring.
The wound will heal, the fever will abate,
The knotted hurt will slacken in the breast;
I shall forget before the flickers mate
Your look that is today my east and west.
Unscathed, however, from a claw so deep
Though I should love again I shall not go;
Along my body, waking while I sleep,
Sharp to the kiss, cold to the hand as snow,
The scar of this encounter like a sword
Will lie between me and my troubled lord.
It hits home for me. Anyway, Atlanta was a blast! I had so much fun witnessing! Although I didn't do too much of the sort. I mainly watched people. I like observing things...I'm a writer; it's what I do best. However, I did meet this little kid named Robert. He's so adorable! It broke my heart knowing that there was nothing I could do more to help him and his family. I just love little kids dearly and it tore me up!
Pastor Kurt was amazing as well. We were his last group before he left to go somewhere else. I loved him. He had so much to say and I would have loved to have stayed and listened to him and to have learned from him, but our time was too short unfortunately.
The Tornado was two blocks from our motel, and I didn't even know it until the next morning. We were downstairs having devotions in the laundry room when I heard the sirens. I didn't know what it was and paid little mind to it, but then one of the security guards came up to us and told us that it was a tornado warning. So we all trudged back to our rooms and went to bed. I was just thinking : No big deal; just a warning. I'm not really scared of tornadoes because I'm used to them. I didn't know that one actually touched down until the morning when my room mates were freaking out. But you know, I have been in a tornado before and I'm still here. If the Lord says it's my time to go, I'm going. No if and's but's or why's. It's not up to me. The Lord will protect me until he says I'm ready to go and I'm content with that. I trust him.
Oh! Celebrate Life! Yes, well I did very well. My writing received a point below a perfect score. The judge said I needed more sensory details. Okay...anyway, I received a trophy for that. Amazing, my first trophy is in writing, not music...I think this is a sign. Moving on: and my picture received an "Excellent" which is second place. I was really pleased with my outcomes, and my pastor's wife, Becky, said she was really proud of me. :)
That's all I have to say for now. So until next time:
Au Revoir,
Ryann
