Sometimes...

what you see is what you get, a mirror of your dreams kinda sorta.

Sometimes, what you see was only a dream, your imagination or what you perceived to be reality.

That is when disappointment and heartache become the only thing that you get.

Sad but true. I can't make up the rules on that one. Are the answers, or does the rule book lay at the end of a rainbow somewhere...I wonder if that is crazy talk to believe such a thing.

As the song goes...there is a time to live and a time to die. There is a time to laugh and a time to cry but there's a hand to hold in the worst of these. When your faith is dead and you can't even get out of bed, your heart's a stone and you are crying, 'God, what'd you do that for'...He is with you.

There's a time for yes and a time for no. There's a time to be angry and a time to let it go. There is a time to run and a time to face it. There is a love to see you through all of this. The times when the world is coming down on you and you are scared to the core, you may weep for a time but joy will come with the morning light. And when you feel alone or worried if you got it right or wrong, He is with you.

When you are looking for someone who feels like home, when nothing else is left and you take your final breath, He is with you.

In those words, I must hold onto and believe.