Beckons, calls, redeems, befriends and prepares. Refined air of certainly and similitude. No force may resist the gathering of all things pure and treasures await for all who have consciously stored. Once being poor of mind and material I longed for the end to despair, anguish and unforgiveness. Now the Hope that pilots my heart into the future I must face promises succor, comfort and provision. Wishes and dreams powered my imagination in vanity. Now the promise of something beyond creativity, beyond my design, some fertile and unchanging passed my capacity for reason and reflection. I have found the furmety.

unfashionable in public discussion, many hear and label me muse or someone absent the cursory simplicity of worldly wisdom. For the wisdom I seek is born of a passion for relationship with the maker of all things. I do not hope upon my own understanding of good and evil, the factors and Polynomials of mysticism and charm. My aspiration are the things beyond self that change my capacity for patience, goodness and keep me from the snares of youth. Why would I want to become lesser when the future before me knows no limitation? Should living in the box of my own will prevent me from becoming something of God’s imagination?

I do not fret this world as it fights itself in a clamor to become its own ruler but lacking the resume or forethought to have planned that destination. Most things though filled with calamity and chaos have begun growing dim in the harmonious hue of God’s descending Kingdom. What lay before or after time, what dimension upholds the nothing or is their a fold at the edges of God’s thinking? I do not yet know nor do I hold on to ambition to know all that God has accumulated. I wish a simply understanding of my reason and outcomes of proper service and mimicry not mockery, To become like Him is not to be Him but being with Him is the greatest achievement available in or outside time and space.

In this peace I will reason and reside. At the harbors of the universal seas into dimension yet known performing tasks for a King I have yet to know half as well as He sees me. There is no other place, no other age, no better time for my happiness or heroes but with the One Who Made me to seek Him for purpose, hope and works.