twenty-seven followers. one house. one week. one uniting love. 

Lord, you have slapped me. You’ve awoken me, hallelujah. I feel not just something, I feel EVERYTHING. & most importantly, I feel you. Tears, joy, abounding emotion, & friends to pick up the pieces; your sovereign hand upon all. 

heck, I FEEL ALIVE. 

& you, all powerful are to blame. You have gifted me with first the map of this life. One of complexities, dirt, pain-stricken deceit; a life of darkness, shadows, bold-faced lies,  one of you.  Then the discontent that blossomed into a heart-wrenching flesh burning desire for some thing deeper. A relationship that I have nothing to offer you, Lord. There is no purpose I can fulfuill for you that you cannot do yourself. You need nothing of me. & that, that allows the purest of love.

it allows this romance. You’ve grabbed not just my hand, you’ve clenched my heart between your leathered fingers. We are becoming one; your spirit intertwined within my heart & i yours. & i you.

the chains of this world, gone. The links useless against your desire for me.

god. you. rock.

“The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.” -Psalm 23.

if you want this depth unattainable by man alone, seek him. he lives.