Is it you with whom I am meant to argue as if none of us has any say so in the matter? Is it now that I am supposed to fall in line with the scripting that a superior view to my own takes hold and we find our way to the paradigm shift? Is it time to quit, cave, walk away from hope, faith and charity that clearer superior thinking has determined there is a better future than the one we held close? Is it finished as Jesus said in the faithful moment upon Calvary’s Cross?

My leaking heart has spread and left the life blood of this expanse of time pooling in the dormant and frightened dark corners. Mortified, solidified in the quest to run as far and as fast as these throbbing legs will take me from the exceptional review of a life lived in purpose and completion. Tears larger than the hands which hold them poor emotional weakness upon the playing field of this one way journey. Too find a place where hope is broken.

That is not how God penned this dynamic event of our shared moments in this dimension. Living dreams that were spoken by God and Angels that men would have the courage to stand this ground, making it Holy in our worship of the one thing beyond mankind. The One who made us with a handful of dirt and nostrils filled with his breath. He proclaimed us in a moment on the sixth day and yet we refuse to return the courtesy of a mirror. We declare our Kingship.

I suppose that it is the least damaging thing I could do to lock step my way into enacting the least courageous decisions any man could make. Staring down a place, even a minor role in Eternity in exchange for a bunch of people who never liked me approving of my actions on someone else’s behalf. There is no wisdom in our passage, no logic in our clarity and no purpose other than self-loathing in our actions as we exchange truth for lie and everlasting for grains of sand.

Doing it alone, the furthest thing from my imaging and the least desirable as this life has been painfully short on the love headed my direction. Ironic that I spent most of this quest trying to please those who could never ever get enough, holding their cards close to their chest as if love were a bribe, leverage or scarce among humans. I will not be that man, and in fact the rub has been I never could be. Trying so hard to deny that I was the one that loved all of you.

Expecting nothing? Perhaps, but more likely the fee or reward is not available here but hereafter. All I want for you is in declaring that priceless relationship you hear the declaration of His love in return, those wonderful words and the recognition that He admits to knowing you all along. For me this is forgone conclusion. I know where I am going and am so overjoyed at the realization that I must admit I would stay here if He needs me to make that choice.