The Dream...

The following is a reoccuring dream I have had since I was about 16, with details adding on as I have gotten older.  Up until about 2 years ago, it stopped with me jumping off the cliff.   

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 As I close my eyes, I see the trail behind me and the trail before me.  I see parts of both covered in deep misty fog.  Mesas, towering red and mighty, stunning forests, lush and green, and snow covered hills, sparkly and pure, peak out from the fog on the trail behind me.  In the clearing before me, the path comes to the edge of a cliff.  I can either sit on a bench by the edge, or take a leap of faith and walk off the edge.  I sit for a few moments working up courage to peak over the edge.  The deep grey and warm brown cliff gives way far below to the deep blue and foamy white ocean.  Quickly, I step off, "Now or Never", taking no though for my clothing, heave and dark, worn and tattered.

As I float downward, my dark heavy clothing falls of piece by piece, till all that is left is a thin, soft blue, sparkly sundress.  Gracefully I slip into the water and begin swimming as the water calms.  Playing behind me in the water are dolphins.  I swim up to a beach and walk out.  A fire is built on the beach and palm trees are swaying.  Robby is cooking fish he has caught.  I lay down at peace on the beach beside him and the fire, and close my eyes.  (END)

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Thoughts anyone?

~ Morria

Wayfaring Stranger

Wayfaring Stranger is a personal favorite, dating back to before Robby and I met, though even more so after.  It's a tradition ballad, hymn song, from the mountains, and deeply moving.  Of late espeically verse 3 about "my mother".   I know she is on the other side waiting for me... but this life is not easy in the mean time.  At least I have the hope of my salvation, and my eternal home to wait me.

 This is my favorite version, so I just had to share this...

~ Morria

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Wayfaring Stranger

I am a poor wayfaring stranger,

While traveling through this world of woe.

Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger,

In the bright world to which I go.

I'm going there to see my father,

I'm going there no more to run,

I'm only going over Jordan,

I'm only going over home...

I know dark clouds will gather round me;

I know my way is rough and steep.

But golden fields lie out before me,

Where God's redeem shall never sleep.

I'm going there to see my mother,

She said she'd meet me when I come.

I'm only going over Jordan,

I'm only going over home...

I'll soon be free from every trial,

My body sleepin' in the churchyard;

I'll drop the cross of self denial,

And enter on my great reward.

I'm going there to see me Savior,

To sing His praise forevermore!

I'm only going over Jordan,

I'm only going over home...

~ Public Domain ~

21 Years...

Well, my 21st birthday rocked.   I went shopping with a few friends.... so I got a cool Nightmare Before Christmas shirt and a "stone" mirror.   I also bought for normal price some chain earrings.   Got a fishnet shirt at JC Penny's for $0.77!!!

I am doing really well at the internship.... it appears that the Upper Room Youth Center is a go.   I will find out for sure at next months conceal meeting. 

My health is a mess.   Not so much that I am really that ill.... it is just the crazy spells I have.   Fainting, breathing problems... every joint in my body hurting.   I wish I was stronger... but maybe it is in the weakness I am meant to help another.  Only Iosa knows for sure, and therefore I trust in Him. 

God help me through this... please, if be Your will, either heal me now... or show me who I am to aid by in my trials still being faithful to YOU.  Amen.

~ Morria