Embers.

Watched the night fill with fiery orbs tonight.

I will trust in the plan of God, of my Adonai. For by him and to him and through him are all things. I cannot compete in this world, of the work of others. But I can do all that I can with what I have, to be the most that I can to honor God. Every light is like a thought, a pleasantry, a re-occurring statement that I am loved... and there are a lot of lights in my life right now.

And what of this? I do not wish to be revisited by my mistakes of the past. More so, do I wish to have control over every part of my emotions and feelings. I will not be subject to them. This is a difficult case to struggle with, but the struggle is my own. There comes a point when pain is a comforting thing.

Moving on is essential. Growing up is mandatory. Letting my heart be at war with itself is familiar ground and there is nothing I haven't been brought through alive before. I can only wonder that there is a God who loves me, who wraps me in His arms. And that is the place where I belong.