i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

the things that can occur within a day.

there's too much to say.

not enough words,

not enough time,

not enough love,

not enough tears.

this week has been magical,

but the magic ends here,

for now.

too much magic makes one unprepared for reality,

for hardship

and strength is the one thing i need right now.

listening today to conversation, made me feel like my faith was so quiet.

and i wondered, if it was a bad thing, to have a quiet faith.

i don't think i come across as enthusiastic for Christ,

as least not in the way i see some are.

i know how to say the appropriate Christian thing right off the bat,

but it is not always the first thing that comes to my mind.

i may come across as charismatic, playful, self-absorbed and self-indulging.

but i love God with all my heart,

and like everything else about me,

i think its something to know, only after time spent with me.

and this is my testimony.

i may sound intellectually firm,

i may say the right things,

i may say the wrong things,

i may seem morally inadequate.

but if you know my heart,

if you hear my heart,

if you see my heart...

there will be too much.

strength is passion

passion is beauty

beauty is Christ

Christ is strength.

i need strength,

i am passion,

i want beauty

i love Christ.

do you see my heart?