With an atlas in my hand, I can hardly tell what is to be discovered. What has discovered me may be better and widely known, specifically among the population of my friends, family and simply neighbors in my neighborhood. A neighborhood that nests common folk, who gladly retreat from their homes to roam their greenish grasses. I’m thinking about the idea of greener grasses and if I am to forge a field or try and be faithful to the stuff underneath my feet. Good things can come from both. From the discovered and undiscovered. From this year to next. 

This could be a high that’s from the thriving romantic lives of a handful of my best of friends or maybe the effects of a stomach gladly induced with heaps of sea-salted cashews or simply the fact that the weather is not painfully hot but blissfully cool, but I feel like I’m sitting behind the wheel of a car on pristine leather seats, with the perfect emotion catering metaphorical song playing while the windows are down and my complexities are out the window.

Finally, the wind has managed to lift and carry the heavy tendrils of my hair in the most freeing and joyous manner. Freedom from want, yet free to trail around emotions, thoughts and hopes. Whether current ones or ones reserved for the tomorrows, they surround me and manage to be entrusted as whole.

I know we disagree a lot on subject matters such as what the best ice cream flavor is or the best season of the year may be, but if there is something I know we could agree on, it’s the way He can bring a new day to such trite circumstances. New days that are paired with new strengths (that make our minds lighter), new paths (that make our direction undeviating) and new understandings (that tell me to simply be here, and there He will be).

Simple devotion to Him abates the messy complexities of me.

…then I was reading the Bible and how we are instructed to not fret, for that invites evil. But to rather trust in the good of the Lord, to wait for Him. Sigh. It’s scary. Everything.

-An excerpt out of the fear chapter in my journal | October 13, 2010.