Greetings Dear Reader,
We have all walked this broken path. It hurts us so much and we feel so much despair
at times over it. We imagine how things
will unfold or we try to build something.
We invest years and life into a dream.
Then it burns down around us.
Sometimes it our fault and sometimes it is done to us. We see what we hoped for destroyed beyond reclamation
and we still have to keep moving.
I have realized that my dreams of some things are meant for
dreaming and best left that way. They
are rooted in a person that I cannot be and thoughts that I cannot build into
reality. That is not despair. It is me being honest about who I am. It is my mind finally embracing my spirit and
what I have longed to become since I was a boy.
The journey is not about building things here. It is not about creating a shadow of what we wish
for in the itinerant passage of this life.
When we embrace dreams that do not build toward our destination then we
build things that cannot last. It is not
wrong to want what we want but it is vital that we question why we want and who
is serves.
For too long I have tried to create something out of my past
pain instead of embracing who I am created to be as a follower of Christ. Even the things I have done that are good are
not as good as what I can do if I find a way to live out my true self. As I begin to do this I see the path become
less broken, leveler, and straighter.
I cannot create home for someone else. That is not what I am meant to do in this
life. Instead of building a temporal
home I am committing to help sing you Home Dear Reader. I am thankful that the Father kills the
dreams that are not meant for me. I
cannot promise you a home but I will always have a place for you by my side
when you need to journey with me. As my vision
becomes clearer, uncluttered by broken dreams, I promise that the path becomes
easier.
Mountain Tops –
Second Chapter of Acts
The mountain tops are not as tall
The valleys seem to be getting small
Still the river rolls deep inside me
Take the dreams that didn't grow
And visions that melted in the snow
Take away my laugh
Still I'll climb the pathway home
With my hand in your hand
My life in your life
My spirit will rise
Until I see the rainbow
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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Thorn:
Bookings at aramisthorn@aramisthorn.com
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