July 4th, 2025
I thought I was an entirely different person. I thought the old ways were done. It had been so long, and with so much longing that I was held, and beheld His grace. Into a sleepy dream I had fallen. Allowing myself to believe that this feeling was forever.
But I collapsed and folded in on myself and felt the rage. My face twisted and contorted into a despicable grimace. I was disgusted with myself.
Now I climb back to the last place I stood with Him. I only wish to feel Him within me again. I beg His mercy. I beg Him not to leave. Frightened, I push my disgrace under the cloud of forgetting.
No thought will stand between me and my Creator.