I carefully watched them,
draining their glasses and slipping away
into an altered state of mind.
And it isn't that they weren't having fun -
I'm sure they were.
It's the way that - after seeing them -
all I really wanted to do
was drag myself that familiar prodigal mile -
head lowered, eyes closed -
just to tell You
that You have filled my life
with greater joy
than when their grain
and new wine
abound.
Please tell me what you think
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I'm picturing you at College, staying true to yourself. I'm sorry if you are homesick.
Excellent message.
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I disagree, I like the way it slowly withdraws into a close, but perhaps 'abound' is a slightly awkward word to use.
Subtle. The 'altered state','familiar prodigal mile' and 'new wine' that effectively echo the comfort, or rather discomfort in this; the comfort you have in your faith, while theirs is 'slipping away'.
Good Work.
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than when their grain
and new wine
abound.
this reads awkwardly, i thought, although i love love love this piece (id probably put it in my favs of yours.) -
wow- the idea of this is just amazing. I wish I would have thought of it! Great comparison!
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mmmm, yeah.
even after it all, i still don't understand the allure of alcohol. i guess it's just one of those things you do, get hooked and have no other excuse than a handful of mistakes that led to it.
j
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