My Trust

In my soul,
The clouds are scattering and the cold wind on my skin makes me realize how my heart feels by the simple thought of you so far away. With every raindrop on my body I feel the goosebumps inch by inch. I might not be ready to meet you.

In my mind, we would hold hands surrounded by warm streaks walking on the colors of the fall. I would close my eyes and feel the love of your heart and the promise of the Father.

It seems though, that we are like the sun and the moon right now. Meant to be, yet too far away to touch.

I strip down to my skin, hoping to get rid of the heaviness. Am i even good enough for a gift like that? I walk and walk up to a place where I see nothing but fog. Right on my feet is the edge of the ground.
Naked, cold and wondering how I could ever get through with blind eyes and without God’s grace. Of course, I wouldn’t.

There, I recognize this place. I remember a moment with you, God and I. Maybe i sound silly but didn’t Mark say ” Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.” And therefore, I pray.

In all the silence I hear His voice. Clear and loving. I remember my prayers and see my dreams.
It is snowy and windy around my soul.
As I try to get closer to the fog, the frozen leafs crack as I step on them.

Soon another day awakens and my soul is longing to inhale life.

Life with you.

The world is standing still and warm tears running down my cheeks. I close my eyes and smile, knowing God’s love is greater than the highest mountain. My hope and my trust will never end.

The fog slowly disappears.
The warm streaks of the morning sun slightly coming  through.
Life and love dressing my soul.
And that’s when I hear the Lord speak to me, that one day i will see,
My love,
My life and my meant to be!

Dried Sunflower in the field 2/2020

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