“How much I think, I can seriously think the whole day and just DROWN in peoples’ and the worlds’ sorrows. I feel like I’m melting away into the snow.
My thoughts, I am unable to share. I know that they will understand, but they are in it, how can they? How can they fully comprehend my thoughts? I cannot them either. So life it is.”- Rebekka back in March
Fallen catastrophe. Hidden lives. Steel of remaining CD-r.
Psalm 23
A psalm of David.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death, [a]
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.
Rebekka Lien 