we are waiting for the real home, we are longing for where we belong, we are the children of promise, we have the hope within us that knows we are meant for more.
i feel a truth in the wind you create
every life, every heart, every bit of a soul.
“& knowing the journey ahead holds many unknowns, unknowns full of their own &’s, full of their own strengthening lessons and trials, beauty and love, always something new around the bend, over and over our lives turn over and inside out in change and seasons’ movements.
And we grow, we spring up our own blooms and our own roots, we learn, we work and we play and we rest. Our lives become a winding, binder interceding of a perfectly mapped out plan”