Enough or, Letting go of the what you named yourself in the dark

Hello.
My name is Tyler
Its been nearly two years since my last post
And In all honesty
I fear

Everything has changed
Some for the better
Others
Well
Moving on

Because These days, I fear
I fear that I wont be a good husband.

The misses says thats ridiculous
That if I even fear that, i wont be that.

Some days I believe her
Others
Well
Moving on

Most days i dont pray enough forgive enough love my neighbor as myself enough give glory to the Son who sits at the right hand of the father enough save enough rest enough breathe enough run enough read enough

But I can make you a damn fine cup of tea

I need a place to rest and rack these hats that I wear

Gentle like you grandfathers trust

When you said Take heart for I have overcome the world
I sh-should be being belived you
And I do
Most days
Others
Others I give my heart to when you tell me to trust i run stock still smack dab straight
I listen to the voices in the night and the things ive named myself and believe that shit to be true

Evidently
Ive eaten the earplugs too long

So Ive had enough.
You could say ive divorced my broken heart
Ive leaned in
in into the lord of bliss
Into my wife and the reassurance in her song

Let us sing along till death is life and one day
the firmament will clap its hands

OUR BRANCHES ARE FULL AND THE STORE HOUSE AT CAPACITY
Cries the vine master

And I have left myself at Horeb
And took up my cross at Tabor

Everything is different, and nothing is the same.