Death surrounds me like the night.
It settles all around me. I feel it pull at me and it begins to weigh me down.
A twinkling star shines brighter in the evening sky. A twinkle that was not there the night before.
First there is one, then another, and a another. How many more will shimmer before I see the sun rise?
How many I ask. 2, 3, ...
As the dark pulls me further and further I see a glimmer. Just a spec of sun light.
Then as the minutes pass more and more light floods my eyes.
A light so bright it's blinding. And I know rejoicing comes in the morning.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
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i've been gone for a while, so i'm trying to get caught up. i hope all is well with you and your family
Praying for you, friend.
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