Sitting cross legged before God, connected to all things and everyone by Him. You imagine yourself separate, forgotten or ignored but the truth may just be your answer and only hard for you to believe. Hold on for when you do see all your pain and tears will suddenly be as if they never were.

Sent to name the animals and make a Stand for Sovereign. Not that I must be forgotten but that I must be denied in my lusts, passions and distractions. For a purpose beyond myself is written by a hand that knows the mistakes I am capable of making. How to offer human’s grace then let them choose.

I don’t know what awaits, I am dependent upon promises and imagination, His Promises and my own capacity to imagine things that I am promised will be greater than I ever could. These are not days wasted or spent in blind service to an apparition, but to our origins a thinking, Feeling, Living, God.

For some inexplicable reason He loves us more than we are capable of returning in exchange and has seen in His infinite wisdom to bless us with a pathway to forgiveness for our mistake most egregious. There is no understanding in our present state but there is hope and promise of Some Day.

I did not write the screen play nor even contribute to the manuscript or movie. I see that I am a bit player and happy for it as the burden of self importance is impediment to my successes. Victories found only in the dutiful service and humility of purpose to a Will and Plan ever greater than my own.