It arrives

Come thou long expected number
a date
a life to be

it arrives
and drives home the realization
my time has not yet come

two hearts cleaved

I do
not see the expected number
one

drift into a new morning
slip into a new dream
a future
tethered no longer
bound to You
Free and clearly looking for the next step...

Just a breeze to clear the fog would set my heart at rest, Father.
At rest.

Ampersand

dates and symbols
special days used to evade
and now
still
stoic
monuments
another twenty-four hours
a mockery a moment and a dream
An ampersand
stands
alone
Without a purpose
Without the pair to link


And kayaking was wonderful. I know. I can't leave it on a downer. I found a new hobby and am fairly decent at it. Farewell paycheck... It has been the first really joy-filled hours in which I have lost myself, pushed myself, and ironically not thought about myself in a couple months. Thank God for water and plastic and friends to enjoy them with and helmets. Geez Heather....

"Now I want you to know, brothers, what has happened to me has really served to advance the gospel.' And to that cling. He redeems our mess and brings us to Himself. Hope. Hope. Hope. "Lord, please take me to the place where our dreams are set in stone."