I wrestled an angel last night, til the break of day. “Please don’t go, I need to know; am I big enough to do these things? Am I strong enough to live these dreams?”
Are we brave enough to run this road? Or is it just too far ahead that no one knows? He chose me… but what am I?
I’m temporary…but so are you.
The leaves rustled on the ground, and I found myself afraid. It’s not lack of faith, I swear. But today, I feel so inadequate. And maybe today I’ll wander but I am never lost. I’ll walk through the flames if it refines my heart, that’s so untamed. The impact causes these grave clothes to fall… so I can now be whole. As Israel who cried, “I have seen the face of God! I have seen the face of God!” Whoa…
I wrestled an angel last night, til the break of day. “Please don’t go, I need to know.”
