Less Like Scars

I have pictureses for you.

The band played at Trader Joes. It felt REALLY odd, playing in a store, but hey, it helps the band....







Dad took us flying.

Candace was falling asleep on me in the car.

Less like tearing, more like building

Less like captive, more like willing

Less like breakdown, more like surrender

Less like haunting, more like remember
And I feel you here

And you're picking up the pieces

Forever faithful

It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation

But you are able

And in your hands the pain and hurt

Look less like scars and more like

Character

Less like a prison, more like my room

It's less like a casket, more like a womb

Less like dying, more like transcending

Less like fear, less like an ending

-Sara Groves

It is so true.

<3