The Gathering - City on a Hill

This is common in my life, throughout the entire day, ideas come in and through my mind that are of writable nature, and then by the time I sit here - blank.
Opportunities that dont usually come up in my life have recently. And I dont know what to think of them because: I think of these stories in my mind, where I make up certain instances and how they play out. A lot of times it will be hopeful situations, things I would love to see happen, but never would. Call it a clipboard of unrealistic ideals. Well, I wouldnt say never, because there are a lot of unrealistic things that have become reality. And by no means do I think God is boxed within our simplistic idea of "reality". Case in point, in comparison to the amount of idealistic jargon that goes through my mind - much of it never comes about. However, the possibility that Rocky could come for the summer has been brought to the fore-front of my mind, Hannah has dropped the proposition to drive out to school, and I am, in fact, going to Canada to trounce around in the woods, be pretty for a wedding and become aquainted with Mister Mans family. All that to say, because I think of these stories, I think about situations like this all the time, like a road trip with Hannah for example. But I exclude something that I might think of as a story in my mind from being realistic at all - possibly some kind of emotional self-protection. If my hopes dont rise, they dont fall either.

Protection, Blessing, Provision...on and on and on...
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