The truest test of Faith, is when you give yourself away...

Well, perhaps the Mayans were wrong.


:-: It's almost the end of the year. And such memories... such colors, vivid and clear. It is so strange to see where I have come from. So beautiful to know how far i've grown. My blessed Father in heaven waters the ground of my soul with a fragrant mist. His love for me over bounds my imagination.

:-: Piece by piece I surrender. He calls, I answer... I have learned to love his voice. Safety, not for my body, but for my soul. Beautiful mystery shrouded in light. I see the hue with eyes not from the earth. Blind, mute and deaf I am reaching for Him... I call, He answers. He came to my rescue and I... I understand a bit more, what it means to Trust.

The strange faces of attraction.

There is nothing new under the sun.
What cannot be forgotten will be learned.

Do not fear the unknown (A hope deferred rots the soul)
without risk there would be no growth.
but a longing fulfilled is a Tree of Life.

Holy God above, I sit at your feet and beg that you would teach me...