...Love is strong as death, As fierce as the grave. Many waters cannnot quench this love...

Recently i was walking in a rainstorm, it was absolutely beautiful! There's just something about walking in the rain; it's almost like you're dancing to the melody of a thousand tears--sometimes the pour forth because of great joy, and other times they flood the earth because of pain, anger or total sadness. This time, it was raining joy, love, peace...yes, mostly peace. It's in the rain that i feel so close to Abba. Not many cars are on the road, not many people are out walking. There's no hustle and bustle that usually occurs in a town. It's still. And i take off my shoes and walk in the middle of the street, on the yellow lines, lift my arms and spin. And let go of the worries, of the pain, of the frustration that comes from being alive. I let it go, if only for a short time, to dance, to be alive, to be free, to let my heart be romanced. Rain is a love letter to my heart. It holds a place that speaks into my very being. I don't know why, it just does. It's one of the things that make me feel so alive. As i was walking, I realized that it's my dream to someday share my rain walks with somebody else. And someday, that will come. Someday, someday, someday...And what a wonderful story it will be. But it would be so silly for me to sit in the window and watch the rain, just waiting for someone to come and walk with me. That's not me! I'm gonna go and enjoy, to the fullest, and walk in the rain with my Jesus. for now.

The day that we stop realizing and enjoying the little things, is the day we start to die-a little inside. Oh, it can wake up again, but i am determined that going to college, working, running, whatever it is i'm doing, cannot consume me to the point that i start to die...I've only just begun to live, why would i want to die again? What is it that makes your spirit sing? even if it's just taking 2 minutes to watch a tree sway in the wind, or sipping a cup of coffee outside, or laughing. whatever it is, do it. live life. this isn't home, the things that romance our hearts are just a shadow of Home, but what a wonderful taste; what a wonderful reminder of what is to come. and what a blessing to know that our hearts are being romanced by the Creator so that life, however temporary, is so full of love, of joy, of hope.

Remain Strong.