Colored like the eyes of Jeremiah
Hovering just above my head
And it is heavy
There's a change coming on the wind. The sun is staying up longer, and the days are getting warmer. Have you ever begun a conversation with one subject and one outcome in mind, and ended up looking into the face of someone that sees your future? I can feel something waking up and I don't know that I'm strong enough to see it all through.
I know for a fact that I am not.
At least, not now.
I feel like I've been asleep and have just been jolted awake...
Like I've been staring at a puzzle and suddenly, though it's still the back of the puzzle, I can see the pieces coming together.
There are thoughts to complete, to finish, to think all the way through. There are adolescent virtues and disciplines to develope, or perish as a 6 year old twenty-something.
I am woefully behind in my Race -- the one at the end of which my Lord and Laurel waits...
I don't know what to do, I've been praying.
Trust me. Stand, even alone, He's been saying.
"'I have called you Mine.'"