"these" come from a series of texts i exchanged with a dear friend.

"this evening I found a nook with extravagant palm trees and quiet, inviting benches.  There was a patio nearby, belonging to a delightful little restaurant that sat between the moon and a reflecting pool.  Content people gazed into one another from across their tables, surely enjoying the warm evening air.  

My eyes danced down a path into the distance, then my feet followed, where glistening lights hugged the trees and sculptors stood still, waiting to be admired.  The colors of the earth sprang up and swirled around me... for a brief moment, reality ceased to exist."

"to share that with a likeminded friend, dearly loved family member, or heaven-crafted man... one day I hope to be so lucky."

"One day I will. But until then, I will drink in its majesty and marvel at its splendor because something so beautiful can only be a love note from God."

Did you ever wonder how God communicates?  

He intimately knows our hearts and what captures them most, so I think He speaks our language.  He speaks my language.  He clearly understands the need to translate Himself, thus Jesus.  He is constantly in communication with us and these days, I think He is dropping love notes all around.  In the beauty of nature and the astounding interworkings of our bodies, God is delicately placing notes that tell of His great affection all around us! How extraordinary!  He created our souls to resonate in one accord with the striking symphonies of color, conversation, intellect, beauty, science, and expression, so we may savor our Maestro's melodic overtures.  

So next time you're walking to class or talking on your cell phone or checking your mail, make some space in your brain to allow God the room to jot down sweet words of enduring love...  

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* This post was actually written in April and saved with the intention of editing, adding, etc... but, I never got around to it.  I've been meaning to write and post on here for some time now, however this is all I'm going to add for now.  Ideas and topics are continually rushing over me and occassionally I am lucky enough to grab my moleskine in time to capture a fragment or two, but they come as glimpses only to leave a burning sensation in my mind that will continuously be toyed with until another one comes traipsing in and interupting or adding to my current mental affair.