sometimes we get so accustomed to this world we live in that we fail to acknowledge its wonders. as i entered through the gate, i noticed for the first time that there was a quaint overgrowth of yellow bells in our pocket garden, the vines of which were hanging down from the makeshift trellis, providing for an enchantingly inviting frame to the red bricks and french windows of my house. indeed, we have become so engrossed in all our problems, schedules, and such mundane necessities that we have forgotten to appreciate the true essence of life on earth which is living it--breathing in every moment and being grateful to the heavens that such wonders and privileges have been entrusted to us.
i admit that i have been so preoccupied with things which, in such a brief second, have become insignificant. this longing in my heart for a companion who would love me as much as every individual deserves to be loved is, perhaps temporarily, a thing of the past. for i have found solace in God's beauty and in my spirit's own; and reassurance in His perfect timing. there is so much captivating beauty surrounding me that i now realize what a true waste it would be to dwell on the past or even try to foretell the future. i know not what the future will be for me, but there is certainty in the belief that it will be bright, breathtaking--like the first star to light up the gray night sky, or the first streaks of pink and gold at the break of dawn.
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