The days pass, the nights fade.
The sun rises and the sun sets.
The birds migrate to different climates in different seasons , avoiding the cold.

If only time could stop that the small things could be appreciated.
Like the buzzing of bees moving from one flower to another instead of the roaring of an engine during the stopping and starting of traffic as everyone waits to reach their destinations.

Everyday another inch has grown and my hair becomes longer.
I know the day I cut it, was the day your plane landed.
I know the day it reaches the same length will be the day that your plane flies away.

I know it would be selfish if I cut again just to keep you here a little longer because you are a servant of God, and cutting my hair short again is not going to stop you from fulfilling what you were called to do.

Being in the presence of God is so amazing, that we all know serving our one true King is the greatest opportunity to have.

If you are addicted to water as I am, you will know that being in the presence of the Lord is like being under a powerful waterfall, cocooned in safe embraced under the rushing water.

If you are addicted to sweet smells as I am, you would be the first to be addicted to the smell of the Lord. In His presence its almost as if you are in a secluded field filled with wildflowers and as you inhale your senses are assaulted with the most beautiful smell of roses that the sweetest, softest rose on earth cannot mimic.

I know that God sent you, so that the bride may be reunited with the groom and so that hope may be restored.

But I wonder what will happen to you prayer warrior?

As time has passed, marked by another grain of sand falling on the heaped dune in the hour glass.

Time is quickly approaching when I will have to say goodbye.