I sometimes just want to see jesus. Like him next to me with the holes of His hands burning embers into my mind. I've been thinking that I'm selfish in my love of Christ. I just use and abuse him. I treat him like some hired servant that fills my wine glass when it starts to empty. I don't want that. I want to allow God to be the man that he is. A lover and an Onlooker. I want him to be the ocean that consumes me in the cold moonlight. I need a Father, I need an Anchor, but most of all I need a Savior that is sufficient to quench my taste for love.
That is all.
Much Peace and Love.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Its strange looking back through old photographs. Pictures that attempt to describe a place in our memories, they never quite do it. They never quite nail down the moment specifically, the pains we felt that day, the laughs we shared that night, the concerns we had lingering over our head. I like to remember, it reminds me of how many great moments I've got to spend with people that I've been blessed enough to be around. It also reminds me that as big of adventures as I've had I still got a lot more that I want to do........but I still get a smile when I think about those moments.