Lavander Dreaming

 

Winter. Even inside you can hear the spiky wind gushing and chasing those on the streets. There is no glimpse of blue or sunshine in the sky, but a dirty depressing white. Weather as such gives only a headache and no clarity of mind...I am once again drowning in the midst of my books and papers, typing away ideas and summaries. If you could see my desk right now, you'd think that I live a messy life. I'm not a messy person, I am but immersed into the whirlpool of writing large papers in the midst of the Siberian winter and I'm...I'm tired.

I am tired of thinking. I am tired of focusing. I am tired...I'm going to stop...I want to take a deep breath and pray. When you focus for too long your focus begins to drift away. I need to refocus...I want to close my eyes and dream...Dream of lavender meadows and quite streams. Dream of soothing fragrances of spring and the delightful melody of rushing waters. Dream of rays of sunlight playing on my face and worming the hair...I want to dream and to remember. Remember where I was and where I am. Remember Who has never left my side and at Who's feet I always shed refreshing tiers. Remember where my delight and joy lie..."I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High. I will remember the works of the LORD; Surely I will remember Your wonders of old. I will also meditate on all Your work, and talk of You deeds. Your way, O God, is in the sanctuary; who is so great a God as our God? You are the God who does wonders; You have declared Your strength among the peoples" (Psalm 77:10-14)...I will remember...I will dream...

I am not satisfied

with the motions of the day.

Let me not cease to pray.

I’m not content to stay.

I want to go so much higher.

I want to go deeper still

Into the vast galaxy

Of Your embrace.

Complacent no longer and moving far

Beyond the horizon of my thoughts and dreams,

Led by the One whose on the throne

Of my life

Wishing I would seek you more.

 Wishing I would love you more.

Wishing I’d enjoy you more.

Wishing You would let me soar..

Take me up to the stars.

Give me wings to soar.

Take my feet of these grounds.

    I want to fly more.

I want to fly in Your arms.

I want to dance to Your melody.

And glide though all my days

on wings of grace.

I will enjoy the Mystery.

In Spirit and truth I will persevere

To surrender my life to You,

My everything.

I will dream of lavender hills and bright shining stars.

I will meditate on the goodness of my LORD and sing of His love forever...



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