Beautifully Aware of His Presence

est. 1993

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i love being in big cities because i feel the need to be constantly exploring, discovering something around the next corner. like a maze of adventure they each hold endless possibilities and they each speak differently to my soul. some whisper, some seduce, some sing, some shout, and some just welcome you back to where you belong. whatever they say they never cease to draw me breathless. i love being in big cities because they remind me to constantly be looking up and in my eyes following the lines of architecture as they rise up, up, up                                   I am reminded of the beauty and awe that God inspires. 

i love being in big cities because i feel the need to be constantly exploring, discovering something around the next corner. like a maze of adventure they each hold endless possibilities and they each speak differently to my soul. some whisper, some seduce, some sing, some shout, and some just welcome you back to where you belong. whatever they say they never cease to draw me breathless. i love being in big cities because they remind me to constantly be looking up and in my eyes following the lines of architecture as they rise up, up, up                                   I am reminded of the beauty and awe that God inspires. 

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in my desire for adventure and excitement, i find a fear of being redundant and wasteful.

in my desire for an all consuming love and a constant companion, i find devastating loneliness.

in my desire for respect and achievement, i find great disappointment and only insecurities spoken by those i fear.

in my desire for external beauty, i find a hatred that fills up my insides like a black smoke and it chokes out my happiness.

in a constant search for joy i find an overwhelming heart break.

why is not enough? why am i not enough? and in asking this question i fear most the answer..