The Luminaria {Ventana #6}

Our last night in Mexico we had a Luminaria. 

During the Luminaria we went out around the camp with a candle to reflect and think. I think best with a pen in my hand, so I wrote that night. I want to share it you.

Its cold and Im confused.

God, sometimes my life doesn't make much sense.

I want certain things so badly, Im scared of others so deeply.

I have a passion and a fear so strong it hurts me.

I want you and I want what you want for me.

I just don't know how my passions and my fears play into that.

I have a love for the broken, for kids, for writing and for supporting.

Im afraid of instability, of never having a family and of missing your plan.

I find comfort in my fear because I know that you are stable.

I find comfort in my fears because I know that your plans never fail.

Im trusting you with my life.

And as much as I would like it, I don't need to know what the future holds.

It is far greater to know you God. 

You are beautiful, wonderful, perfect, majestic and glorious.

I will trust you.

You are my God and I am your adorer.

You are my savior and I am your prodigal.

You are my father and I am your daughter.

I trust you. Please guide me.