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We trekked forward.
Darkness crawled deeper into the distance.
The ground was like stone, with grit and sand. It shifted violently underfoot.
We kept moving forward, ripping a path through the night.
This was only the beginning.
We came to a great field. It was dark, but one could still make out the dry, rough grasses ahead of us.
Rolling hills swallowed up the view before us.
A forest hid itself to our left.
I wasn't ready for the forest.
To our left it sloped downward.
I wasn't prepared for another valley.
So we continued forward through the waves of earth.
Every step echoed out it's demise.
The rocks, the sand, the grass...it cracked beneath us.
I could still see, but I knew it wouldn't be long....
"Do not worry about the light." He said.
"It will shine when it must."
"And do not fear the dark." He said.
"It shall flee, and the creatures therein will rest."
"But they must see us first."He said.
"And they must taste the fruit."
"Where will we go?" I asked.
"Wherever you are." He said.
"Every place is your home. And every song is your music. And every heart is your love.
And every hand is your brother, and every smile is your sister."
The air was cool and crisp.
And damp.
There was a fog lifting off the ground, even though it felt dry beneath my feet.
Rain....
I always loved when it rained.
I breathed in deeply and let the chilled air fill my lungs.
We trekked forward.
Deeper into the darkness.
There will be rain, there will be coldness, there will be fear.
But we will bring the light.
He will give it freely....
Come see what we have and rest.
Darkness crawled deeper into the distance.
The ground was like stone, with grit and sand. It shifted violently underfoot.
We kept moving forward, ripping a path through the night.
This was only the beginning.
We came to a great field. It was dark, but one could still make out the dry, rough grasses ahead of us.
Rolling hills swallowed up the view before us.
A forest hid itself to our left.
I wasn't ready for the forest.
To our left it sloped downward.
I wasn't prepared for another valley.
So we continued forward through the waves of earth.
Every step echoed out it's demise.
The rocks, the sand, the grass...it cracked beneath us.
I could still see, but I knew it wouldn't be long....
"Do not worry about the light." He said.
"It will shine when it must."
"And do not fear the dark." He said.
"It shall flee, and the creatures therein will rest."
"But they must see us first."He said.
"And they must taste the fruit."
"Where will we go?" I asked.
"Wherever you are." He said.
"Every place is your home. And every song is your music. And every heart is your love.
And every hand is your brother, and every smile is your sister."
The air was cool and crisp.
And damp.
There was a fog lifting off the ground, even though it felt dry beneath my feet.
Rain....
I always loved when it rained.
I breathed in deeply and let the chilled air fill my lungs.
We trekked forward.
Deeper into the darkness.
There will be rain, there will be coldness, there will be fear.
But we will bring the light.
He will give it freely....
Come see what we have and rest.
The Fires of Newness
Fire, sparks, rumbling waves of crashing lava. This burning. These flames.
Erupting. We are on fire. Scorching heat. These depths of the sun.
Can we dance in this furnace?
Pouring out of searing molten fires. It burns. It burns.
Shall we dance in this heat?
Twisting and melting and molding and dying.
Let us dance, let us dance together.
This burns, this burns.
Turbulent, pounding, scalding pain.
Dance with me. I just want to dance.
This new life is treacherous and unknown.
How will we find a way through the thick clouds? Through the heat, the smoke, the pain.
We are in the midst of the volcano, the sun.
This is where stars are b
The Kings Sword
Waves crash...but this stillness lingers.
A peaceful quite, almost like silence, but radiating a drumbeat from within.
I see Him....in a new light.
He looks my way...gleaming...shining in armor...
A crown adorning a helmet...
King of Kings....
He looks at me and I take in as much as I can of His face once again...
Lord of Lords....
I do not speak with a voice, but He hears my questions.
He turns and reveals to me a sword.
He presses it towards me and I look upon it.
He thrusts it with more urgency, wanting me to take hold of it.
I grip it...steel...cold, yet warm, comfortable, firm, safe, treasured.
He presses something to my che
Waiting to Escape
Whatever words exist for such a time, have yet to come to me.
This wailing, travailing...this anguish of the spirit.
So much that surrounds that it is overwhelming.
Not afraid or lost, but a overpowering yearning.
The shadows crowd out all the stars.
Cold, hard ground that lacks life or comfort.
This aching grows, nothing sating its desire.
Knowing this is like childbirth and knowing an end must come soon.
Knowing that it is so close....so so close.
Nothing to rush it to the last moment.....
Nothing to ease the current agony.
We must go on a little longer, a little longer.
How much can these bodies bare?
How long can our spirits
Tasks at Hand
This is strange. The drums are beating and we swing around with feet stomping the ground.
Toils and labors and work.
Restless nights of short sleep and rampaging thoughts.
We are at work.
He is here and He is working.
Loudly, intentional, focused, and deliberate.
What is this He is building?
I watch and labor and keep an eye upon His face so as not to miss the instructions.
What is this He is building?
A short rest and the next morning comes swiftly and We begin again.
What is this He is building?
It all flows together like a river, but you can't quite make out what it is.
You can't see where it leads, nor remember where it has be
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