One more day of nineteen.
Flooding my lungs, my soul, my heart, the hallmarks of life
pound unmercifully.
Impatience, fear, love, desperation, excitement, longing, remembrance, expectation, disappointment,
HOPE.
The grand scheme of promises and fulfillment, tonight.
Every moment filling the canvas with a million strokes of
brilliant pastels and subtle primes.
Late nights, glowing lights, a million stars, alone.
Diamond reflecting light, silver turning to starlight, a
million pieces of the puzzle I call home.
A thousand silent prayers, whispered surrender, harmony of
my Savior.
Steady, my heart, steady. Steady in His faithfulness and His
plan, steady.
The desperation creeps over me.
Fulfill your promises, dearest Jesus.
I ask You now, I ask You with every part of my heart, the heart You formed, the heart where You’ve placed Your own desires, the heart You hold.
Do you trust me, Sara?
Yes Jesus, I trust You.
