A Momentary Lapse

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Just a little about love

I just knocked my head but its not gonna affect my following post.

How do we get to those other shores?
To those blue hills.
Love.
Where does it come from?
Who lit this flame in us?
No war can put it out, conquer it.
I was a prisoner.
You set me free.

In a moment two become one.
Two lives become one heart.
Two roads become one path.
Two Journeys become one adventure.
With you, one moment has become a lifetime.

Love.
But is it the right time? I just called my only hotline and it went something like this: All operators are busy at the moment. Please hold while we connect your call.
Apparantly, they don't connect you.
So I'm stranded in this blog, clueless.
What if he really IS but its just so "impossible"?
What if he WON'T? What if he will?

What if-s...
I don't want to live by the what ifs. They hurt, but the questions lie in my head - daunting and probing everytime. I know its not time right now. Possibly because of what I've done to myself and that I've been holding up a life that only has the letters B.U.S.Y. in the past few months beginning last year. Even after the church camp, I thought it'd lighten up. 4 words I've had so far that have brought me here, to who I am today.
1) Wait.
2) Serve me and see.
3) Wait.
4) Believe.

I've boldly taken in something else, another part of my life I'm passionate about. I've taken everything that I can hold and love but still, remember that despite that, I have one big commitment - SCHOOL. What a hinderance. Oh what a devastation that so falls upon me in a time like this. I will seek nothing.

Nothing but the glory of Christ that will strengthen me through my poly days.
Nothing but the name of the Lord that I will glorify.
Nothing but the word of the Father that we are nothing without.
Nothing.

I will stand firm on Your word, Dad, and wait upon You. As I bring to You now, in this transition, a sacrifice that is my life, I pray you guide and bless me. These tears I offer as a gift. These hands I give as tools to Your work. This voice. This voice I surrender to You. You've broken me Dad, now mold Your beautiful creation and let the world see through Your works and Your word Your wonder and majesty. In Your name I commit all I am and have. Amen.

The love of the Lord, our Father, is forever. Its all there is to it.

So here I am, all of me, finally. Everything.

eliZABeth 7:18 PM