And now it's August...Autumn will be upon us...then what will you do?

Well, the summer has come and gone. It has happened in a wrinkle of time, with but the blink of a babe's eyes. I don't suppose this blog has done anyone any good, least of all me. I build up frustrations only to let them waste. Trains of thought longer than I could have ever imagined have crossed the country of my mind in an unusually busy manner these last few weeks. I have had my deepest downs and the current of hope and faith have lifted me above the atmosphere recently, and now I feel myself coming to a landing once again on that plateau of contentedness. I cannot even pierce the surface of what changes I may have gone through in recent hours of the days past, but I want to tell the world. I feel like my imagination has returned to me in some epithetic fashion, and yet I know that so much more awaits me, that I must continue to climb up a wall, as it were, of fantastical images and solitary thoughts - those that have evaded me, that was years ago.

I want to be me again. I knew I had lost myself, and at a high cost - if I hadn't brought myself to be so conscious of the loss, it never would have been so bad, and so I found parts of me too quickly afterward. This has made my life a bit of a mess, and I have more desire now than even the fullest desires I have previously desired to desire, that I may become the me that the Lord would mold of this material. I make myself raw. I fear that I have strayed from that path far too long. I have let what is be, and have not tried to find favor in His sight.

At my age one would think nothing of these sorts. He would be content on doing his own thing, taking life in strides, reacting to the hills and bumps and relaxing in the valleys, even though they're quite unclean. I can't. I won't. Actually I just don't want to. I want to grow, rise above the world and stand in holy places. I want to be a Witness of Jesus Christ. I have been strengthened by them whose testimonies I have heard, read or otherwise consumed. Thank you for that. And thanks to this beautiful Earth. The weather is an amazing force that causes so many anomalous occurrences and yet it is apparent that it is organized. The plants seem to grow every which way, but even at the most microscopic level, they pieces fit together perfectly. How can I doubt? I have no fear for the things of this world, for I know that God is with me. Who's on the Lord's side who? I am. He is my Rock and my Salvation. I love the Gospel of Jesus Christ.