MP3

It’s 8:00 am. What’s on my MP3? Spongecola, Sugarfree, 6-cyclemind, Mayonnaise… I want to sing and shout at the top of my voice or play drums. Feeling so feeble. Just want to vent my angst through hitting drums hard or playing bass, full volume. I want to conceal my weakness to be able to back them up. Whew! Last night I was in front of the altar, I’m looking at the monstrance and the melting candle. Don’t want to talk. Just feeling secured knowing He’s there to accompany me.