"the world could end , outside our window. let's find forever , and write our names in fire on each others heart."
sometimes , you've just got to take a break from earth , it becomes a field where anxiety and pressure sprout fervently in its soil. i can't walk in fields as such for too long - or i'll become those things. forgetting i'm not of this field any longer. find your space , where you can read in peace . meditate on the living word . feel the presence of the living word . move away from the distractions that try to sew you in with the soil placed in the field where anxiety and pressure sprout fervently. don't become a part of it . you don't have to . all will be well . thoughts should be consumed and saturated in the truth - that everything has been and is being taken care of. its perfectness has absolutely nothing to do , with our help. growth. growing out of what was , growing into what is.
- be still,
- read , and be intentional,
- know that Love teaches,
- remember , but do not relive,
- travel.
"time erodes the shore , but not our Love."
