Preface
This series of entries comes from various thoughts, struggles, and questions I’ve had on my walk with God. Most times, these entries have been a solemn monologue I’ve had in times of quiet or in places of weakness. Other times these entries were God’s way of dialogue with me. As I brought my questions before Him He showed me truth that I was seeking. Of course there were times that what I thought was true turned out to be vastly different from what He calls truth. With Him being Truth itself, I have chosen to put my untrue flesh to death in hope that it will be revived in that real Truth. For the sake of making this more readable I’ve decided to break one large entry into a series of smaller entries. Hopefully these entries will bring to light the questions you have kept in the dark and open new avenues of conversation between you and The Father.
Yours Anyway
I’m still learning who You really are. The more I discover, the more I feel like I’m just beginning to know You. Each passing day reveals new dimensions of Your boundless nature, and with every revelation, I am reminded of how different we used to be.
Now, instead of trying to mold You into an image that suits my desires, I can begin to strive toward looking more like You. The only good I have is what I have surrendered to You. My own efforts will always pale in comparison to Your infinite grace.
A Vapor in Eternity
My life is a vapor—a fleeting gust of wind that dances in the light of eternity. I am here for only a moment before the time comes to meet You face to face.
Each day unfolds like a delicate petal, reminding me to cherish the beauty of brief encounters and the whispers of connection that life offers. In this transitory journey, I long to leave a mark—not my own, but Yours.
I want to love like You do. To spread joy as You do. To embrace love, laughter, and lessons with open arms, knowing that each heartbeat draws me closer to our inevitable reunion.
All of Me
In the little time I have left, help me give You the rest of me—not just in moments that feel significant, but in every mundane task.
Take all my gifts and every talent I claim, for I know these abilities are mere reflections of Your creativity. Take my faults, the sins that linger hidden beneath the surface. Vulnerability with You is the first step toward transformation.
I want You to have it all—the light and the dark, the strengths and the weaknesses. Only then can I hope to be made whole.
The Divine Irony of Gifts
You give, and You take away. There is joy in receiving Your gifts, and there is pain in losing them. The divine irony is this: the gifts You give were never ours to begin with.
Time, love, health, peace—they are silhouettes of the greater things You have planned for us. When You give them, we are to hold them with gratitude. And when You take them away—whether time, love, or something else—it is not to deprive us but to make room for something better, something that aligns more closely with our true purpose.
All other things will be returned to us in time, though rarely in the same form. Instead, they come in ways we don’t anticipate, enriching our lives in ways we couldn’t have imagined. Through this cycle of giving and taking, You teach us to appreciate the transient nature of life and the eternal truths beneath it.
Borrowed Moments
Perhaps one day, when I am old and gray, surrounded by memories of a life lived in service, I’ll remember that it was all Yours anyway.
Each moment, each joy, and each heartache will intertwine with Your purpose, drawing me closer to understanding the beauty of surrendering to a greater plan. Nothing was ever truly mine; it was only borrowed.
In that realization lies a comforting truth: every fleeting moment is a gift. A gift meant to teach me, guide me, and draw me deeper into You.
Mountain/Valley 
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