Fine days and fine weeks. I've been taking advantage of the beautiful weather, sucking it in through my pores it seems, and digesting it along with time spent in thought and praise. Fellowship with my Father. Thoughts of you. Contented sighs. How great and wonderful is our Lord's creation!

I've been making a conscious effort to write more. Both in my journal and writing more poetry. It seems hard to find time with my work schedule, but I believe that it's important.

This is a poem I wrote last month:

Untitled (A Song With Repeating Patterns)

I am lost
I seek direction
(I seek your face Father)
I'm sorry for my failures
I want for love
I struggle and gasp for love!
To be loved,
. . . and to love others
Anything to rid myself of this hate
I kill, I hate, I destroy

(I am sorry)

I don't really know who I am
But I know my sickness
And how it spreads!
And consumes this flesh,
to lay defeat upon my heart

- posted by Jonathan@ 10:29 PM