When there are difficult decisions to be made, I seek the discernment of your will to wash over me like a babling brook somewhere in a New England town in Fall.
When there are moments I wish I could repeat, for my lack of restraint, I seek the reassurance that we are not called to be perfect.
When I start to take the proverbial wheel away from your Loving hands, I seek the correction like that of a loving parent when warranted, I seek the swift correction to stop my wandering ways.
When the opportunity presents itself for me to increase my burden, increase my spiritual maturity, I seek the opportunity to grow in my faith, to imprint my pain, and earthly struggles into my soul- so that I can praise you the evermore when the storm begins to let up and the sun begins to shine again.
You are the evermore, Your love is that of the wonderful ache in the cheeks of the one who cant stop laughing, and or smiling with a friend from days long ago.
You are the feeling I get when a loved one is leaving- and you cant stop the leaving,
the leaving..., or the letting go.
For our time is not ours to squander.
Let my day be filled with thoughts of Love. and Peace. And Hope.
Let me learn to love others with the Heart of Christ.
Let me set aside my excuses , let me throw them overboard, and swim to you.
You Are Greater, You Are.
