I had a horrible dream last night. And I didn’t wake up until my alarm set me off, just to prolong what couldn’t get worse. It were as though I were waiting even in my sleep for resolve, for an answer. For a heroic ending that never came. Will it never come? I held my breath all night in that state… held my breath a majority of my life. I guess sometimes we can begin to feel paralysed.

I’m so grateful I know whom to talk to. I’ve given up my chattering heart for one that listens to the stillness of His voice, and His alone. Trust me, nothing else will work. No one else will do. I’m praying you too would surround yourself with the deep understanding that His love endures forever. Even through the nights I nightmare, His love never fails to dance around and within me.

I can breathe again.

Enjoy my dear friend,