Life happens to us like a story.
its not mathematical we don't know the steps to get to the exact result we want.
we have to wake up
we have to enter into it
let it unfold take the journey as it comes.
adventure by nature is a thing that comes to us, even for us...
it seems to call our name
another voice raises caution and doubt
how many adventures has this voice cost you?
how many dreams left in the closet?
dont let the hours ebb the anticipation or expectance
there is more beyond that numbness that scar that disappointment
aren't you thirsty?
listen to your heart...
there is something missing
a life without heart is not worth living
every story great and small shares the same structure
because every story borrows its power from a larger story
a story woven into the fabric of our being
it echoes in our bones
some secret written in our hearts
First this: God created the Heavens and Earth—all you see, all you don't see. Earth was a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inky blackness. God's Spirit brooded like a bird above the watery abyss.
and the story began...