Continental Dividing

Back dated: Jan. 4th, 2013 11:01pm

I don't know how or why and I don't even care, but I laugh so hard when I'm with these three. Craig, Connor and Ellen. And though I am sad a little to leave tomorrow, it is time. I feel little bits of me staying in so many places but I'm so blessed.

I mean look at where I've been in the last two months alone. South Africa, New York City, Mountains in Pennsylvania, Colorado and back to California.

Africa, Concrete Jungle (where dreams are made of), Mountains/snow, Redwood trees. Places, faces, emotions and spaces in between the walls of this heart and I can't bare for it to be known at times because the senses and perspective reflected is simply too much to handle.

I don't want these days to end. I don't want these places, faces, emotions and spaces to fade even a shade lighter and far away than the day when it all began. It all begins some where. So does that mean there will always be an end? Was there ever a beginning to God? He is the only thing that has never begun or will never end.

It is amazing to know that seasons fall perfectly into place and how things can bloom more after something has already existed.

I have been growing fonder of the custom of asking people what their favorite song is. I like finding out and listening to it because I know that it strikes that chord with people. I know that that feeling you get when you listen to a really good song one that you feel like you could listen to over and over and it would never get old. An anthem, a memoir, a sound track. I like asking because I like hearing and when I hear it makes me think of them and there for I pray for them. They are good key reminders perhaps of where God needs my heart to seek out community and attention to those who have impacted me and have equally been impacted by God... And continue to be.