boiling point

Its hard to remember that life is full, that life is good, when life is unraveling at the seams. I'm in a wilderness. I'm alone and unattended. I'm in the city square, exposed and afraid, with everyone looking, everyone knowing and no one saying a word. This is what it means to follow your god and carry His presence in the midst of the bitter and the proud. To shine and smell of Heaven when no one wants Heaven at all. My final frontier in this place is to stretch out my tent and strengthen my stakes in the power of my God to rescue me and to bring me better and lasting possessions. He is bringing into focus my next step. I will not be satisfied until I reach that height.

Praise be to His name. Praise be to His authority to work all things for my good. He will protect me with His blood sacrifice and lead me to the place of abundance. Blessed is he who fears the Lord.