It's late and I can't sleep tonight. There is so much going on in and around me. I have that squirly feeling when you are in the midst of finals - almost there but still yet to be done. The summer change up, friends moving away, valleys to walk through, and mountains to summit.

Why do we feel pain when it is not our own? What would scientists say about that? Is it empathy? Compassion? Ethic morality in a dualistic society? The spirit of God? I hate this type of pain- even more then usual I can do nothing about it except pray and kneel before the Father as an intercessor. Better then what my hands can do. I choose you-

Please come back and make everything right again.