Here preparing to meet the calm & the chaos that describes my life & the day ahead. I think through my possible lossess & probable gains, trenches & skirmishes, landmines, hellos, pockets of supernatural, & the collision of broken & whole which awaits. It's then I decide fresh once again to drop my shield, fears, & all my resevations to draw near Your rod & staff, surrender to the beating heart that stands between them, & submit to the soul that commands the universe from atoms to galaxies. The One who set in motion the birthing of volcanoes & daffoldils. The One who made both Lucifer & the color pink. May the Savior whom I dare to call friend enjoy the simple conversation, the worship, the obedience, & the surgeries he must perform today inside my heart should he continue to permit this breath in my lungs & continue to instigate this fire in my bones as I move about on the broken landscape of my imperfect life on this unfinished world.