Love is watching someone die.

No one else will know these lonely dreams
No one else will know that part of me
No one else will have me like you do
No one else will have me
- 23, Jimmy Eat World

Yhwh has been reminding me lately of his incomparable love. I've been grieving a lot recently; many thins in my life have ended and few things seem to have begun. However when I miss the way things were and the people I've had to wish goodbye to, Christ reminds me that He loves me more than they did or ever will.
I am involved constantly in the struggle to be more like Him
and, in doing so, am made ever more grateful for grace.

You're better when you're angry.

I was, if anything, dissapointed in the disinterest of the press.
Considering the determination to capture the prescision of construction,
the destruction of these landmarks went basically unnoticed.
For months before the end, the towers announced the gossip fumingin the people's mouths.
Two castles, one kingdom, built in perfect symmetry.
From across the countryside, these two windows sought each other
those hand crafted arches aching from proximity.

The intial attack was expected, although the aftermath inescapable.
kings and kinsmen inthe heat of early morning warfare.
Those defending their territory stood on ground as familiar as enemy.
Where once there was beautiful symmetry and unsporken reflection
now there are half-destroyed echoes
reverberating through the corridors of
my well-walked and brutally raped
fortress hallways.

Nicole: the Bride of Christ.

The coronation was beautiful.
She, adorned; waterdroplets shimmering
interwoven through her dark, graceful cascade.
We who were there for a brief moment,
understood something unintended
and were relived of this unquenchable nature.
And thanked Him
for letting us get a glimpse
of Her.