i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

from the music of Gungor, to Bowden's spoken word,

to the many different individuals burning all over the web, for Christ.

lately i've been confronted with dreams

and decisions have to be made on things i have to do.

it is frustrating,

to be bogged down by a million different things,

and feel the spark of your potential sputtering amidst the overwhelming swell of obligation.

it is daunting,

to be hesitating because of fear,

and detach yourself early so that the disappointment will be small in the face of failure.

but i believe in the beautiful,

and i want my life to be pointing others to those things.

every moment of joy i feel,

every bit of happiness,

every sense of satisfaction

were not mine to begin with,

and are not mine to keep.

i will

indulge in the overflow.

i will

show you all the beautiful things.