flutter or land

Thoughts flutter rapidly through the mind....and when life happens there are two options: to either flutter or to land....this may not make any sense...and that is ok....but I hope that the reflection in what is written will cause one to stop the flutter...and to land...//

Today began as a normal day...get up, get ready...grab the coffee to go....to spill it while walking out the door...to walk to the car....to wishing that this week was just over! As I drove to work in the never ending traffic...the thought entered my mind that life would just be easier if I would land and not flutter...//I am not sure as to why this thought crossed my mind but it did. It was in this moment I knew that I needed take the afternoon and reflect on life....// I don't ever just give myself an afternoon to ponder my life....because typically I am to caught up in helping other people solve their problems...but today was different-

This afternoon it was me, myself and I- and clearly I didn't know what to do...where to go...or even what I wanted to see. But as the afternoon went on...the thought repeatedly kept coming into my mind: stop the flutter and land....so I did just that...and escaped away on my adventure for the day....I want go into where I went, what I did, or what I saw....as for that is not the point...the point is what I learned...//

Today I learned that I need land....and that God never gives a person a second chance at life, unless He has a greater purpose planned. I have known this for years...but in the quiet and still reflection of my own heart...this was revealed again in a very true and genuine way today-

I get so caught up in the flutter all around that I forget to land and look at the things that are right in the palm of my hand...//Sometimes taking on a new perspective is what I have to do to survive...but not today...it's about living out the perspective that I see...and how this will allow me to thrive...//

In this life it's about stopping the flutter and to simply land....and knowing that when I land I am the exact same person that I am when I flutter-


To those who are reading...if you have even read this far...It is my hope...that you too will find peace when you land...and joy when you flutter...//

grander tomorrow

There is a calmness when one can listen and follow:

Be still...and know that I am God-

This verse though short and simple...clearly gives a notion that all will work out and all will be at peace...

Today...was the last day of one the hardest years ever! Though a new adventure is mapped out...and is taking one to a busier locale...and will bring about it's own hardship...it's nice to feel prepared...more prepared than maybe a year ago...and knowing that all that needs to be done...is to show that there is trust in a greater purpose.

Though this year has been up hill battle...and one clearly that may have been lost... one never gave in...and one never gave up...// This year was one of solitude and taught one the beauty to hope. In the moments that words couldn't be spoken...and when all seemed shattered...and confusion veiled every answer...peace flung through the open spaces and allowed one to climb on. When mountains were prayed over...they were removed...( literally)

One doesn't give up hope for a greater purpose and a designed plan...one follows that hope...and trusts that there will be a grander tomorrow where the sun will shine on a new day!

It's OK...

Never settle for something...when the belief that something greater is ever so present. It's been along time a coming...but for once in this life...it's ok...it's ok...that things in life haven't turned out the way that maybe one had hoped. It's ok...that life has brought about some tragedy...and it's ok..that life spun one in circles. It's ok...that not every destination along this path was mapped out...or even where one wanted to travel. It's ok...that one didn't win ever battle...and it's truly ok...that even when the battle was lost...everything around crumbled. It's ok...that when one tried to pick up the pieces and fit them into the puzzle...that they didn't fit. It's ok...that life happened and created a story...a story which could have been totally written in some other way that was brilliant.

If one had settled and didn't hold on to the idea that something could be greater...the path would have been way easier...and never embraced with the right intentions. It would have survived...but would it have thrived?? Would it have embraced the lessons from tragedy?? Would it have spun circles of grace?? Would the destinations traveled been trudged with hope?? Would the battles won have been victories of humility?? When the battle was lost and everything fell, would one have given the broken and shattered pieces over to the ONE who could fit them into the puzzle?? And when life created a story...would one be able to say...to Him be the Glory...??


So it's ok...because the beauty of this life isn't about settling...but knowing that the best is yet to come...and holding onto the belief that something greater is ever so present.

brilliance of happiness

Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
--Gandhi

The brilliance of happiness...isn't a feeling...it's an attitude...a choice that we make on a daily basis. Allowing what we think, to be embraced by what we say, and being reflected in what we do...//It is in those moments that that peace is found. There is a content spirit found in the soul of one who is genuinely happy. When what we think, what we say, and how we act...reflect one another...harmony is the tune to which we dance...which creates a bubbly happy feeling inside...// To know that one is satisfied and happy within themselves and what they represent as a person creates the brillance of happiness--

genuine heart

It's eclipsed by the slight transition of the heart wanting more...it's what is built when we want our way. When it's clearly time for life to take a new turn, and in our hearts we want to fight to keep it the same. It's when we become content with clearly setting everything to our own tune...and then slightly being forced to play a different melody. It's the harmony in this life that throws us slightly...and causes the abstract tune to caution our hearts. It's brilliant how each of us can build a wall, that is caused by a little word with a big meaning. Sometimes the heart is cautioned and perplexed by our own pride. Are we not supposed to be genuine creatures...you know the type where people can freely be themselves and not wonder about what another person might think. What if we were all genuine...there would be no walls to break through...there would be no lessons to learn through breaking our own pride. It's simply about taking a moment, stepping back and remembering what brought you to this moment, and knowing in your heart that the promise will be written. The walls need to weaken, they need crack...and allow the pure sound to hearken the melody. As the walls crack the crumbling sound will then create a harmony that will allow the genuine soul to shine. As the soul shines, and the wall breaks...pride then becomes the abstract tune of a genuine heart.

oh how He loves us

...and we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
if His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
and heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss,
and my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…
that He loves us...

David Crowder Band

the journey

The journey is long and perilous and at often times makes absolutely no sense at all. It's perplexing really how life can take twists and turns and how the facets of the curves never seem to connect. The melancholic persona is kicking in...and one finds themselves trapped, entangled, and undefined. The journey was never promised to be easy...though there was the promise that the loving friend would see one through. Even that promise seems so cliche... and so daunting.

The journey is never ending and at often times makes complete sense. It's in those moments that hope can be embraced...and makes the intangible and perilous journey bearable. One can't comprehend what's going on, or where this is going, or even how the journey was even established. At times the journey could even seem meaningless...//

The journey must have reason, it must ring clarity, and it must shine hope. If one has learned anything on this journey....it's been that through the storm...the rainbow will appear...there will be a brighter day...where dreams and this magical journey of hope collide. It takes a little dabble of faith to embrace this moment...and trust that though the journey be chaotic and perplexing...it will bring forth a peace like never felt before.

So here's to where the journey leads now...in this moment...where all seems to be falling apart...and all one can do...is simply stand...and release the journey into the writer's hands...//