Jules drove back to her house after the fellowship meal had ended. She packed fairly quickly, but felt listless and too tired to make the drive just yet. The half-empty container of jellybeans was calling to her from the kitchen pantry. She decided to fill a smaller container with them and put it in her bag.

Hey Guys! 

Okay, so, I was going to make last chapter a real one, but I realized how much I didn't like it. Ugh. So, I'm going to force myself to write a better one since you all deserve it for reading my story. Sorry...it's been a month and four days since I last posted it, and it will probably be August 1st before this goes through and is approved. SO....please enjoy! 

~HomeschoolGirl

assurance that You're faithful
but still a storm

You are always tall
but the battle is a loud call

Amen comes from parted lips
but behind is found bitterness

You are here
but still it's easy to scream of fear

faith of being kept
but silence tightens breath

You are right beside
but there are things dying

understanding being found
but looking up from being drowned

truth about being held
but not an easy thought once felled

Can you hear me? Please try. Please hear me mamma. I want to know you. Why don’t you want to know me? Why don’t you feel my longing? Why don’t you feel my yearning? Why can’t you understand my love for you?

Mamma, I want to see your beautiful face. I want to hear your voice murmur softly. I want to feel your hands gently caress me. I want you to love me. I just can’t understand this. Why are you so blind to my miracle?

Every time it seems I've gained an inch,
I fall back another foot
Every time I feel like I'm on a roll again,
I get stuck down in a rut

Why is it like this?
Why can't it be easy?
All I want to do is fly,
touch the blue sky, light and breezy

But I'll just soldier on,
keep marching down the road,
Just keep going on,
even when it rains and I bear my heavy load
I'll just soldier on