Morning always comes a little too soon yet somehow carries promises of newness, mercies, and hope. I carry with me habitual optimism so the breaking dawn looks to me like joy and vision spanning the gap between darkness and light. I travel inward, deeply, as the colors move and change before me. I ready myself … Continue reading Morning
I watch the still of waters running deep Feel the motion of the world shaking beneath my feet as I walk Onward toward the prize where few men dare to venture wanting more than day to day Wanting you All along you beckon, drawing me near, waiting for me to wait for you There's this … Continue reading Opportunity Knocks
This morning I wasn't myself. Don't ask me who I was...just someone different. All the things on my mind were hazy under the fog still attached to me from lack of sleep. Ambitions for coming endeavors sat numb on my tongue. Words came out but didn't really connect with my brain. I told the Lord … Continue reading A Note to my Future Self on Thankfulness
I'm drinking in the morning. Splendid sights before me captivate the senses and awaken the mind. The sunrise out my window tosses red, orange and pink beams into the horizon, borrowing just a fraction of the majesty the omnipotent one holds. Such sights make me hungry to see more of Him every day.If I could pull … Continue reading I’m Hungry
Wading deeply into light (formless substance we are unable to hold still more solid than any reality) Your cloak composed of starlight Bright fire from your eyes escapes to cover the earth with heat Majestic you rise to take your place A realm man cannot fathom Vast beyond dream yet existing in...on...around You only, are everything … Continue reading Majesty
