After April 24

My insomniac nights have never been as calm as last night. The ticking of the clock was not oppressive. The silence was a soothing lull. A perfect time to think about you. And so I did, but I never got that far.

What is this that we have gotten ourselves into? I have always been the rational one. But what are reasons for when things have just snapped into place in front of you, when you have woken up in the middle of everything, when it looks like life or fate or what have you has taken your will and chosen your path? You know what all this feels to me? A blindfolded ride, but one that I’m willing to take because I trust The One who chose the course for me.

I don’t have questions for you. What I have is a wish that we both learn how to love best: without hurry or excess.