"Once, man and those in the water were linked. They inspired us. They spoke of the future. Man listened and it became real. But man does not listen very well. Man's need to own everything led him deeper into land. The magic world of the ones that lived in the ocean... and the world of men... separated. Through the centuries, their world and all the inhabitants of it... stopped trying. The world of man became more violent. War upon war played out, as there were no guides to listen to. Now those in the water are trying again... trying to reach us. A handful of their precious young ones have been sent into the world of man. They are brought in the dead of night... to where man lives. They need only be glimpsed... and the awakening of man will happen. But their enemies roam the land. There are laws that are meant to keep the young ones safe... but they are sent at great risk to their lives. Many... do not return. Yet still they try... try to help man. But man may have forgotten how to listen..." -Lady In the Water

Loyalty

Risk yourself to this cause;
To the one whose words lead you from death to life.
Trust Him who leads you beside still waters and comforts you soul.
Keeping to His road, traverse the plains until the rest is given.
Truth is not illusive. It is that which binds each individual to another in harmony with creation and Creator. Give everything away in order to stand awake in this light. Lord let me be faithful to You. Sustain me in Your strength, and motivate me by the power of Your love. Amen.

To this Author (an address)

A Heavenly life is violence borne in hand.
There is no hope for sloth who holds not the plough,
Who looks back to sin and the world and runs from the command.
Beware the snare within the slough!

Hallowed be the Name
that expels our fears and heals in light.
Remember this too, the difficulty is the same.
The enemy seeks to sift you as wheat in day and night.

So be vigilant and seek Him still.
Remembering the promise, "you will not fear the terror of night, or the arrow that flies by day" and so embrace the God of peace finding strength of will.

Semper Fi
(Psalm 23).

Something to do with Questions

Lines upon a paper,
an etch of thought.
a truth prefered,
but find it not.

Smoke billows from a hollow tower
and the castle of flame.
yet she sits in her bower
remembering Your name.

So I say, (he who writes to you)
find the courage to look,
and by obedience to the book
see your days renew.

Momento Mori

Jesus I My Cross Have Taken

"Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken"
by Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847

1. Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee;
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my All shalt be.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I've sought or hoped or known;
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heaven are still my own.

2. Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Savior, too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like them, untrue.
And while Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends may shun me;
Show Thy face, and all is bright.

3. Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
In Thy service, pain is pleasure;
With Thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called Thee Abba, Father!
I have stayed my heart on Thee.
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.

4. Man may trouble and distress me,
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me
While Thy love is left to me;
Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.

5. Take, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o'er sin and fear and care;
Joy to find in every station,
Something still to do or bear.
Think what Spirit dwells within thee,
What a Father's smile is thine,
What a Savior died to win thee;
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?

6. Haste, then, on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith and winged by prayer;
Heaven's eternal day's before thee,
God's own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close the earthly mission,
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days,
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.