What a journey.
One cloaked with an ignored irony.
It's as if the words I say turn the actions of life around.
The opposite occurs.
My fears to reality.
My dreams to failure.
Though distraught,
I will again be strengthened.
By the God that is bound by no ironic world.
One who's reality is far higher than my thoughts of it.
The One who will pursue even in my deepest hurt.
The One who comforts in my loneliest.
In Him I hope.
When my emotions fail me.
When my laughter cannot be found.
When my strength is not accounted for.
I will still continue to hope in Him.
It's a part of the journey.
The hills and valleys, forever a part of this ride.
Undefined by my own perception.
Defined by the One who created the journey.
A journey to draw me closer to Him,
for that is the goal.
To know a love that exceeds my mind.
To find that in the God of the Universe.
Yes, what a journey this is.