Sit with me awhile.
The fire's brilliant light seeps through my eyes and warms my soul in this dead chill of winter. I observe a crackling waltz ...where the flaming skirts twirl in and around the partners of timber, bowing ever so gracefully. My left hand embraces a steaming mug of coffee, and in my right, a pen-that most beautiful instrument. The quill for the modern mind.
As we begin the new year of 2010, which is already brewing with promise by the sheer title, I curl my toes beneath me while simultaneously curling the tendrils of my mind around the idea, I think therefore I am. Such an overused statement is grossly miscalculated. It would be the same as saying, I speak therefore I do. Pronouncing with pride any 'outcome' in life does not guarantee the finished result. 'I am' must be equatable with 'action', if it is to have any lasting impact.
I'm currently writing a book with my sister, and on this exciting journey, images float steadily along the streams of synapses in my brain, compelling me to scribble as fast as my hand will allow. In light of such an undertaking, the word 'therefore' in the phrase I think therefore I am entails so much! To reach the 'I am' requires passion, persistency, and at the very least, a reliable pen. (=
Still, my soul is restless. I search deeper where the stream's current rages and finally surrender to full immersion. Surrounding me now so heavily, is the Deep.
I meet tangible silence. Utter silence save for a whisper. Whisper of a purpose...Not I but Christ.
To all my dear friends of pointed ears, hairy feet, and short, bearded dispositions: Be renewed, as I have been. This book of magic and love, of betrayal and blood, is the same story found in all those of Earth. Our lives are filled with glimpses of supernatural beauty in unexpected places every single day, whether it be a kind deed unnoticed or forgiveness showered upon one difficult to love. Be filled with the unseen essence of magical mercy and in so doing, allow yourself to be filled with Christ.
And do come again soon for second breakfast.
The fire's brilliant light seeps through my eyes and warms my soul in this dead chill of winter. I observe a crackling waltz ...where the flaming skirts twirl in and around the partners of timber, bowing ever so gracefully. My left hand embraces a steaming mug of coffee, and in my right, a pen-that most beautiful instrument. The quill for the modern mind.
As we begin the new year of 2010, which is already brewing with promise by the sheer title, I curl my toes beneath me while simultaneously curling the tendrils of my mind around the idea, I think therefore I am. Such an overused statement is grossly miscalculated. It would be the same as saying, I speak therefore I do. Pronouncing with pride any 'outcome' in life does not guarantee the finished result. 'I am' must be equatable with 'action', if it is to have any lasting impact.
I'm currently writing a book with my sister, and on this exciting journey, images float steadily along the streams of synapses in my brain, compelling me to scribble as fast as my hand will allow. In light of such an undertaking, the word 'therefore' in the phrase I think therefore I am entails so much! To reach the 'I am' requires passion, persistency, and at the very least, a reliable pen. (=
Still, my soul is restless. I search deeper where the stream's current rages and finally surrender to full immersion. Surrounding me now so heavily, is the Deep.
I meet tangible silence. Utter silence save for a whisper. Whisper of a purpose...Not I but Christ.
To all my dear friends of pointed ears, hairy feet, and short, bearded dispositions: Be renewed, as I have been. This book of magic and love, of betrayal and blood, is the same story found in all those of Earth. Our lives are filled with glimpses of supernatural beauty in unexpected places every single day, whether it be a kind deed unnoticed or forgiveness showered upon one difficult to love. Be filled with the unseen essence of magical mercy and in so doing, allow yourself to be filled with Christ.
And do come again soon for second breakfast.


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