so many areas of life pique my interest. a skill or opportunity may pass my eyes for a moment, fluttering like a white moth. i am enraptured by a fragile passion, eventually to find that it has only flirted with my dreams, and there were no intentions of it resting upon my hand like a long-term commitment.
it floats away, and i am alone but for a moment before the next white moth summons my gaze.
i’m being absolutely bugged in my spirit about what’s to become of my life in the next few years…
with the many trails of interest i have followed, two have been very prominent, and how far these streams flow from each other! then again, i wouldn’t be surprised if God would diverge them together… i would so like to believe it will happen, that is, unless i am to follow one, and the other is just a white moth.
and so now, more than ever, i am praying, researching in wisdom, needing discernment between passing delights and cultivated passions.
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the avocado tree is blossoming. expect a great harvest of mini-football-sized fruit.
view from my bedroom
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