December 31, 2011
There’s always something about the end that ignites aspirations for the future.
We all want that fresh start, that blank white page.
We want our creative license back — not patterned practices of old.
Ends of time are felt like tidal waves.
It always shocks us when the year come and goes.
Cause we think as if we will live forever
And for some that’s a reality.
Were not here to be settled , we’ve been sent.
In this new year let Jesus be lifted higher.
(Source: hisstorythroughmine)
