I am Yours, Save Me.

You'd think I'd be worried about what steps follow after these. 

I would have assumed that much in my past, but no more.

Assurance, I tread on. Peace, I daydream unendingly of what is to be,

what I am, Eternity, my head rests. Sorrow that once purged my 

soul of joy has released my heart from the chains that bound it, I 

am free. Freedom is the song of my lips. As the chains fell, chills ran

through my veins, my heart leapt as if it beat for the first time. 

My chest heaved I breathed afresh, anew, for the first.

I take it all in, I am filled, and still there is boundlessness.

Overshadowed, fallen over, I am masked by my maker, and

stored in a crested place of gold & etched glass. As if He were

to say, "My Treasure of Great & Valuable Worth". His eyes meet

mine, light reflects off my person, and scatters hitting various 

objects that once seemed nonexistent, they are revealed. 

Caught in between living a dream & Waking in Hell. They know 

who they are. Shame & Misery stricken their souls, they see 

the true colors of short comings. Fallen. The light reflected warms 

the soil under their feet. They feel pleasure. He is delighted & They

are broken. Shadows fall from His presence. With a whisper it

gently find them and takes them up. They are owned. Veiled.

Protected. Adored. They are now added to the highest places.

Neighbors. Living with the same focus. "Beauty that made this Heart 

adore you" and Beauty that loved me first, housing me, using me.

I know not where I walk, but I walk with confidence that I am Christ's,

and where I go there He is also. Being used instrumentally building 

His Kingdom. What a Jewel of a Mission!