A Daunting Sun

The Daunting Sun

I heard a familiar ring like some of our similar things our song playing over phone known as your personal ring tone. My heart did cartwheels in the pit of my stomach and my face is telling so I can't lie I'm stuck in between two of loving and hating you this isn't real I try to convince then I realize running while standing makes no sense. I only go as far as my heart will take me and somehow it always lead me at your door. I can't live in this torture no more enough is enough and what's done is done staying on this rollercoaster isn't so fun, nothing like a fairtytail story paint a perfect disfunction to be they left out the part nothing is functional working in disillusion. Detaching from reality only work for awhile then you find yourself laying in your own pile of waisted space and time. Living in Gods design as if you figured it out all by yourself without his help. We are nothing alone and everything invincible with him as the source. Every thought out detailed planned has been ordained under the sun all things have already been done we are a repeated expected better version of things the Son has been through for our sins he died and got up again, like the good book says there is a time and a season for all things and if we ever are to be we will be once a again but only by his command this time I refuse to get in the ring with the author of time. I saw a video of a man saying this quote " Stop marking the calendar and mark the clock", everything in me was made to stop I had to listen to the words he was saying it's as if a video loop continued playing precious reassurance from God up above telling me so dont waist time planning on days you haven't meet yet instead stay consistent with meeting me with the morning dew each day a new task to be brand new. The Daunting Sun....