I think I am me when the dust settles and the night falls and I stare at my pillow and I wonder
What is today? And what will be different tomorrow? And what’s the harm in thinking about that?
I think tomorrow is propelled by today.
I think I am the sum of yesterday and today and tomorrow combined because I believe God is bigger than that mess!
There’s a symbolism in the weight of the fracture between me and today and tomorrow.
There is more than I can see
There is more than me.
So hold on tight beloved. You are beloved
Because you don’t always see what’s waiting beyond the veil.
And I know theology and not every gets a peak behind the curtain but I’m waiting and I know He is too. That’s enough for me!