december december, where for art thou the 18th?
that is when my darling returns and my circle becomes thick again.....
im excited. too excited. and yet not enough.
my world is swirling, changing, developing and i long to draw him in,
for our paths to be one again.united.
My God, my God, why have i forsaken you? im a fool, a silly, petulant fool who talks to God as though He's dispensable, a whisper, a shadow.
But NO He is the Almighty King which words and thoughts cannot fathom or display.
Why oh why dont i treat Him as such.
why am i not mindful of my every thought, word and deed-imagining His heart as He sees and receives my actions.
i wish to worship, in my words, may they dance upon the page to make your heart leap my Lord...but all too often i find myself mute, devoid of praise.
"Not because of what i've done, but because of who You are!"
please allow me to grab hold of even your coat tails, and let me cling on, never to loosen or fall, but to chase you, watch you, admire you with all i have,
knowing the only motion i find is in you carrying me.
