The Angels We Echo

Thunder roles and man cries out
Lightning flashes and multitudes clap
Winds rejoice and prayers are lifted
Angels praise and children worship

Heavenly hosts sing to the Almighty
Earthly bound sinners echo in futile attempt
Shining bodies glory in perfection
Broken we raise our hands in surrender

In our ruined and defiled state
Creator became like the creature
To bestow perfect love and life
On those who echo the angels

I am not behind the wheel....

Another semester done
This has been a rough ride
I definitely have had my lowest points this semester
Friends going separate ways
New responsibilities
Old disappointments
Old wounds revisited and healed
New dreams and paths
I have met a girl
I like her more than a friend
Our dreams, our goals, our visions are so similar
I feel as though God has brought her into my life for a very specific purpose
I almost feel completely inadequate and insufficient for her
I am soo afraid to push things for fear of loosing her
I have to constantly remind myself that I cannot loose her
She is not mine to loose, She is God's
I have been entrusted with His most prized possession
He has given me this most beautiful gift for which I am endlessly thankful
I must honor, protect, love, and cherish her
I am content