The past few days have been brimming with action and people. My friends, old and new, from every sphere of life-- getting married, having babies, graduating from school, graduating from the military, finding new things and unexplored territory.
All of this change.
And I must blog soon. To you. Because the words are building up. And I must sleep soon, too. I apologize if this is incoherent...but I miss this. This writing and connection and hope. The catching up on life and the wonder it can hold, in change and newness and excitement.
(be)cause everything is rushing in
the cracks,
filling up life
and gaps
and sometimes my hands
can't carry all the beauty
and it spills
out of books and
half-spoken words
in between the dusk
and absolute darkness.
Fall is here.
And I, too, am falling
in love all over again
with everything I knew too
commonly about God.
He gathers the washed up
and worn out and scattered
which means me
and you,
and any other wanderers
and says
"follow me."
And I do,
for some reason.
I trust Him.
Because His words
make the most sense
out of any
I've ever read.
And I do
and I find
a joy
that doesn't run out
tucked under the tranquil half-thought
that
it doesn't really matter
so much
where I'm going.
Only that He knows the way.
Tuesday, October 18
Monday, October 10
peace
The streetlights were still on as I made my way to my car.
It was hushed, quiet dawn-
the kind that gets earlier and darker with the coming of winter.
The roads were deserted and
I liked the feeling of being the only one awake.
Peace.
Pink bled into yellow bled into sunrise.
I can mark my life in watching sunrises- from a trailer in Mississippi, to a beach in Virginia, to railroadtracks in Seattle, back around to the still streets of my hometown.
The sunrise has always carried with it
the idea that God will take care of me.
Peace.
That all the past days I've been taken care of, and this present day I will be taken care of, and with the next sunrise, I'll be taken care of, too. That God knows what I need, even when I don't.
I find more comfort and stillness"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you...let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid."
-John 14:27-29
and passion in the words of Jesus
than in any book I've ever read.
peace-
In the known, and in the unknown.
In the past, in the present, and in the future.
In sunrises, and in the sunsets. In the moments where everything is coming together, and the moments where everything is falling apart.
In where we are, in where we're going.
And everything in between.
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