Of Dreams

“Dreaming is just a waste of time”, I tell myself the same thing over and over. Yet, here I am, dreaming again. So full of thoughts that I can’t comprehend where sense begins and fantasy ends.

I have so many dreams: of life and death and joy and sadness and love and loss and all that’s in between such things. And I crave beauty in every moment of every dream. Wanting to stay in that sweet reverie. Wanting the beautiful to stay most of all.

I desperately hold onto, want, that reality..

Open my Eyes

I need silence. To get away from my heart's calling and all of the longing deep inside of me.
Let me be mercifully distracted by your love,
live to lift you up and praise your Holy name.
Instead of all this yearning give me peace.
Help me accept that you've given me all that I could ever want, or need, or dream.

And make my eyes shine with love,
as yours do.
Staring straight in to my soul you hold me close without even holding me. And the wold must know.
Because this vast, and broken, beating heart that you created is searching.
Searching for something to fill it's desire and complete and utter
peace
is what you have to offer.

Walking each day let me love your way, so completely unhindered and never receding or leaving alone, until I understand that you'll chase me until I run home, to you.
Reveal to me your truth Lord. Open my eyes to your bigger picture:
The world's fragmented stories all coming together to create a beauty that can't be contained.

So then, free, we'll all see the glorious grace that you hold out for us to discover, each day.