My soul, that is.
I've been a lying, hypocriticle, slandering, lusting son of a gun lately, and it sure is taking its affect on me... hard.
I feel dead inside... more dead than I've ever felt. Sin has come into my life and I've done nothing to stop it... maybe prayed once or twice at most, but that's it.
I guess my gf could sense that I was beginning to feel that way a few days back, and so she wrote me a love letter. I read it, but I didn't read it... it had too much Scripture in it, and I couldn't understand it. Reading the letter turned me off because of that... I feel like a sick child who's rejected his medicine because it tastes bad... like someoen's trying to heal my wounds but unwilling because the ointment stings.
And that's really scaring me, that I've lost my appetite for Scripture. It's really bad... now every morning I wake up and going to work is a drag cause I know it will be a greuling day... I never felt that way before. I told my dad that I didn't want to go to church today because I was "too tired."
I see my non-saved friends feeling down and I want to comfort and help them, but I can't find the strength to do so anymore... That kind of thing used to be effortless.
So... here I lie, drained of all energy and will to live... having a hard time even telling my gf that I love her still. I really don't care if I don't wake up tomorrow, but I know I will, and whatever the day holds I'll have to face, somehow. I want to experiance life and be with those I love, but I don't want to live if I'm dead on the inside.