Q24

“I wish I was a photograph tucked into the corners of your wallet. I wish I was a photograph you carried like a future in your back pocket. I wish I was that face you showed to strangers when they ask you where you’ve come from. I wish I was that someone that you’ve come from every time you get there. And when you get there, I wish I was that someone that got phone calls and postcards saying “wish you were here.” I wish you were here.” —Andrea Gibson, Photograph

Because you are. You are the photograph tucked into the corners of my wallet.. you are that someone who I want to give phone calls and postcards to say, "Wish you were here. I wish you were here."

And as we patiently wait in silence and hope with the tumbleweeds and clocks striking, I wish-- no, I pray--that we are looking at the same direction and that by any chance this message will come across your way. That, I know, would be enough for now.

Love always,
E.

I'll give it time, give it space and be still for a spell,
When it's time to walk that way we wanna walk it well.

..And like I can't force the sun to rise or hasten summer's start,
neither should I rush my way into your heart.

YEAR ONE

One word, one year: SUPERMOON.

Love Always,
E.

Q23

Biblically, waiting is not just something we have to do until we get what we want. Waiting is part of the process of becoming what God wants us to be.

John Ortberg

RETRACE

I keep on mapping out the ways that had made us part of each other-- on when, where, why, what, and how it all started. But I am afraid to have missed on some of the details, humanly possible ones, that will serve as explanations to everything.

But among all these questions that are left unanswered my heart remains glad.

Why?

Pay attention. Because there may be lapses on remembering the when's, the where's, the why's, the what's, and the how's of it all, one thing remains and rings true:

I am confident that for the longest time running, when I will be asked about the who of it..

It is still YOU.

"I have so much to write you, but I do not want to do so with paper and ink. I hope to see you soon, and we will talk face to face." (3 John 13)

Reminder: For Me, Noah and the Whale

But to His child, the Lord says: 

No, not until you are satisfied, fulfilled, and content with being loved by Me; with giving yourself totally and unreservedly to Me to have an intensely personal relationship with Me alone, discovering that only in Me is your satisfaction to be found. 

Only then will you be capable of the most perfect relationship that I have planned for you. I want you to stop planning, stop wishing, and allow Me to give you the most thrilling plan existing… one that you cannot imagine.

I want you to have the best. Please allow Me to bring it to you. You just keep watching Me. Keep experiencing the satisfaction that I am. Keep listening and learning the things that I tell you. Just waiting-that’s all.

Don’t be anxious. Don’t worry. Don’t look around at all the things others have gotten or that I have given them. Don’t look at all the things you think you want. Just keep looking up to Me. 

And then, when I know you are ready, I’ll surprise you with a love far wonderful than any you would dream of. You see, I’m working at this moment to have you both ready at the same time. 

Until you are satisfied exclusively with Me, and the life I’ve given you, you won’t be able to experience the love that exemplifies your relationship with Me.

Dear one, I want you to have this most wonderful love, I want you to see in the flesh a picture of your relationship with Me, and to enjoy materially and concretely the everlasting union of beauty, perfection, and love that I offer you with myself. “Know that I love you utterly. Be satisfied in Me."*

For in the perfect time, like a well-orchestrated symphony, I will finally meet you. I don't know when and how.. but for now, I will live each day waiting-- trusting and praying that all is well with you. 

Goodnight. 

Q21

I have so much to say to you. 
I want to begin at the beginning 
because this is what you deserve. 
I want to tell you everything, 
without leaving any single detail. 
But where is the beginning?

And what is everything?

                                                               J.S. Foer