Forty Plus Miles

           I left it there, somewhere under four parts of utter darkness, some part of me. Fire took me. Effort consumed me. Somehow, by the grace of God I rose and walked out. I left me there, somewhere under four sections of utter darkness in an enclosed area of a large house, some essence of who I was.              I rose to my feet, passed through fires of a summer day ending, and found my energy and myself again in a welcome exchange of time with youth. There the inner child came to play, to call the adult to fun in playtime with youth, our son, where two children played and were found living; the inner child and the actual one.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

           This dim light says "Write.", so I do. Not out of compulsion, but creation. This dim light bids me "Enter in.", so I enter into creation's playground, where both joy and the constructive still remain.              Here I write, listening as I empty myself, excitedly wondering what God will show me as I enter this dim light to create again. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

          It's fast, this thing called living lately. It's busy, these times called days. Still I will hope. I will remain in unchanging ways of an unchanging God; Jesus. I will keep going. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

       Rest, rest, rest in the Unchanging One, Jesus, who restores; in Him worn soul rest!  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

         In the early morning hours we wake, slowly, shaking sleep off with each step. In the steps between dark and light we take in life, then exhale, passing a God-given grace around with all we are. In the stumbling we stop, correct our feeble movements and go, remembering we are human, Jesus is good, and there is still good if we'll just have faith; from the early morning hours of the day and always. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support! 

           Slow motion and I see it, the special in the hustle. Slowing down and I glimpse it, just a little in alot of busy and fast-paced, catching the grand and glorious of each breath called life. I see it more and more; rising, determined, looking again with slow motion when I miss life the first time, making sure to catch it in the next glance offered with ferocious intentionality.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!