It is now 1:08a.m. and i can't find my resting place... I have been plagued by the insomnia bug for the first time in well... FOREVER! My mind has been on a continuous thinking streak and I'm not sure when and if it will ever end. I find myself guilty of implying or proclaiming that things are impossible at times, then i ponder at whether or not i remember who my God is. And if so, am i aware of the fact that All things are possible if we have faith?!
Faith begins with the act of imagining. If you don't have dreams, how can dreams come true? The future is as bright as your faith.
I must bid adieu... my soul awaits the rising of the sun and with it... all it's glory.
Faith, how apropos! The realm of possibilities is entirely too much to fathom, hence the restless of that particular evening. Here's to unwavering Faith.
ReplyDeleteAll the Best, All the Time!
Corey