I am tired and I want to go to bed, but all my pillowcases are in the dryer.
I am enamored today with the verse, from Hosea 8:7, that starts out, "They have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind." I think it's supposed to be something bad - I haven't read it in context; it just came into my head and I googled it - but I love the poetry of it. I like the many possible meanings. In my head, the meanings are good. I sometimes feel these days like I'm standing out in a windstorm with all the uncertainty in every part of my life. I like standing out in the world when the wind is blowing savagely, frighteningly. I like being a little scared of the wind and rain and storm.
"They have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind."
I am enamored today with the verse, from Hosea 8:7, that starts out, "They have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind." I think it's supposed to be something bad - I haven't read it in context; it just came into my head and I googled it - but I love the poetry of it. I like the many possible meanings. In my head, the meanings are good. I sometimes feel these days like I'm standing out in a windstorm with all the uncertainty in every part of my life. I like standing out in the world when the wind is blowing savagely, frighteningly. I like being a little scared of the wind and rain and storm.
"They have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind."
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