Wow, it's all happening so fast, I can barely keep up...but my spirit is racing within me, it knows that this is right. From the very beginning it has known. My mind can hardly process it all. I haven't journaled in months, but everything is still as fresh as the moment it happened. It's like this: any second that I want to remember an event, I feel like I have been physically transported back to that moment.
So my life has simply become an open book of all that I've seen and experienced- My life is simply a narrative. A compile of distinct treasures all wrapped up in a thought. And this is what I share with you.
Now, I am about to embark on a new adventure; a book I've never read, a view I've never seen. And it's the most exciting thing ever! It's my climb/ the last stretch before view is visible. And then...
It's beautiful! It's worth every weary moment, every aching step. This new view (and it has yet to be exposed to me), is the Compassion DTS at YWAM Denver that I have been given the privilege of being a part of.
And it's like I can see bits and pieces of what it will be like, but I won't be able to see the whole picture till I get to the very top of the mountain. Sure this view of it I have right now is beautiful, but I'm still looking up at the mountain...I have yet to look from atop it.
So, my point: It's ok if you can't see the full picture of where you are going (or what the journey will look like to get there), but enjoy every little glimpse you get. But don't settle for the glimpse, keep going to the top, the view will be worth the climb.
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