Sometimes the beauty is in trying.

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .

Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew —
And, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

— John Gillespie Magee, Jr

I wanna soar with a freedom I’ve never known before. Unbound by the worries of this world. Into that space with the faith to live in the Present.

Therefore, my dear friends, as you have always obeyed—not only in my presence, but now much more in my absence—continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling, (not being scared or afraid but in the holy reverential fear in the presence of God) for it is God who works in you (I must remember this) to will and to act in order to fulfill his good purpose. Do everything without grumbling or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, “children of God without fault in a warped and crooked generation.” Then you will shine among them like stars in the sky as you hold firmly to the word of life.

- Philippians 2:12-15

Perhaps it’s time to grow up.

TELL ME, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? WHAT MUST I DO?

I want nothing from you.

Yet, I want everything of you.

“Make it a point to notice, and either adjust or celebrate, where you are today.”

Too often, we extrapolate and plan too far ahead as far as our lives are concerned. Kristin Armstrong (yes, that’s lance’s ex-wife) approaches life like a slow marathon, one mile marker at a time.

I don’t think I need to know about tomorrow. I trust you.

There are two places where you simply will not find God. The past and the future. The only place where you find God is in the present.

Hear me son. Everything will be fine. I’m here. – I AM

These waking moments

It seems such a shame

To let go

By retiring into one’s slumber

I once thought it best

To put them to work

Think

And ponder

Reflect on worlds to conquer

But now

I dive into space

Where Time passes faster

So that the moment

When I feel your lips

Hear your first words

To be found again

By those honest eyes

That moment

As dreams take over

Could arrive sooner