These faces have become so familiar that familiar faces seem strange. Like distant childhood memories feel when you see pictures. Everything feels vague. Maybe this is the moment in which you realize you have been living within this moment. Everything else is faint while bicycle wheels and smiles mixed with morning breathe and "sting on summer skin" collide.
It's all relative and yet here I sit blown away by the last 5 weeks and how they continue to change me.
Pavement changes constantly. Different lengths, beat up, run down like soles of shoes or blue jeans. We can relate life to worn out things of this world. Things that need physical work to be new. If there's something that I can see whether it comes from worn down pavement or brand-spankin'-new, it is life that pushes through cracks. Creation. It is constantly new and it can break through anything eventually.
God breaks through constantly. Continuing to show us and remind us that we cannot make ourselves.
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