It seems I have not yet learned the lesson of letting go. My heart and hands grasp long and hard, wanting what they want.
Emily Dickinson said it:
The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care
and Stephen King said it:
The mind can calculate, but the spirit yearns, and the heart wants what the heart wants.
As I try to hold on to the heat of sun splashed days the cold seeps into my bones. I wrap tentacles of longing around what even now slips away. And yet...
When I turn my eyes and ears to the One Who calls to me, I know I will hear what my heart truly needs.
Yes, you feel the change of seasons
as summer soon is turning
nothing is constant here
but I Am
All the glory you see
colours in the sun
shifting in the wind
only because I Am
indeed the King of glory
and I have not
and I do not
and I will not change
the same always
yesterday, today, forever
while all else shakes
find what is solid
For Jesus doesn’t change—yesterday, today, tomorrow, he’s always totally himself. Hebrews 13:8 The Message
The Lord is my solid rock, my fortress, my rescuer.My God is my rock—I take refuge in him!— he’s my shield, my salvation’s strength, my place of safety. Psalm 18:2 Common English Bible
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