Roamin through the night

Michael W. Smith's "Place in this World" is a song that comes to mind at certain reflective points during the course of my everyday life. During the College years you're supposed to find yourself, True? I feel like I have found myself, but the funny thing is I can't get me to act like me for long periods of time. And, thus, I am no longer looking for myself, merely trying to beat my body into submissively acting like myself. I find it beyond my comprehension how the war between right and wrong, between good and evil, shifts so dramatically. One moment I feel almost suicidal, and the next I'm praising God and wondering why He saw fit to bless me to this great extent. This is true with, not some, but every last aspect of my life: Christian Walk, Dietary Habits, Work, School, My career, My Ministry, Dating habits, Friends, down even to my family. The astonishing thing is I know how to fix, "the swing" but choose not to. At certain intersects, I would, but the choice is a continuous one, a function, a line that is never caught at the same coefficient twice. That is the battle.