Sometimes I'm not the biggest fan of community. Sometimes, people are left out. Sometimes, people are lonely. Somtimes, its hard living and working and being with the same few people all the time. Sometimes people feel very out of place. Sometimes people allienate themselves from the group when they feel lonely. Lonely, left out, so alone with everything... but then, you go outside.. into the snow... and you sit. Sit in the snow, in the dark.. listening to the piano, the guitars and singing from inside the warm walls.... Asking God why life is lonely... "why is it hard, God? Why am I here? Why do I feel so out of place?" And the a single cloud parts and there is the moon... a gorgeous round glowing orb placed just there in that window of clouds... looking to that silver lining as it slips away, how can God not be there with you? How can He not be listening? How can He not care?