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Friday, November 03, 2006

Spring Kept It's Promise

For too long I have hid in the shadow of a question. Too long have I wondered why, and why not. Too afraid of faith, the only key to my freedom. Too long have I imagined the way life should be, bitter that I am not in control. As I hid my question turned to shadows of doubt. My skepticism became chains holding me so that I could not move. Fears came out of the shadows keeping me lingering in the darkness.
Now all that was left is gone, the winter has past and spring has come. One thing remains: love and I feel it all around me like the sun warm on my face. My eyes are lit and the smile that was so familiar has returned. We are together again in the land of the living where spirits grow and learn, shape and mold. Thank you for your blessings your love is great. I died because of your mercy and I live because of your judgment. You are who you say you are.