So much changing. Yet, not really at all. Something so prepared and ready for yet i sometimes question my readiness. Perfect beautiful plan Jesus. I can't see forward and the yesterdays become distant. Holding onto what i can in the midst of this wind. I know though that to let it go is what will bring You're blessing and beauty Jesus. I love this season, people, life, music, conversations. Who knows what tomorrow holds, eh, who cares.
The beauty of today. Every part is as though someone is holding up a water saturated cloth to a parched sick man's lips. Allowing them to feel it's refreshment, to savor that moment. I love this little city, the people who live in the pits of it, to stand back and let those younger rise up, to be a tree that watches those with such a bit of faith to bring incredible change and true indescribable love that will pierce and Jesus saturate the most horrible demon.
I need to work on clearing through things, but the last thing i want to do is get ready. I want to run away, to a place where time stops and life is held in the beautiful hand of Jesus. Where even for a few hours, you encounter Him in the quiet moments, the conversations that ignite the deep part of your heart, the diner coffee that is so bad but so good. To be with people, living life, watching time drift away. I've been blessed to know that time, to have seen it, tasted it, savored it, and now... well soon something new will come, but for now. Jesus i'm going to savor every last drop of being here... every last drop. I'm so grateful, honored, blessed, loved to call this life. All of it, this moment and the next breath, i don't think i can adequately put into words how much i savor it. wrapped up in it like a cozy blanket. Thank you Jesus for it, mmm thank you for it.
Papa, I love you.
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