Once more I want you, once more I’m missing you.
You, who is still to come. I tried postponing you to the back of my head, but every time there is a catalyst to my stretching towards you.
I try to live in the now, knowing the Lord is my shepherd and I shall not want, but the dream of having you…having you near…Fight my consistency and bathe me in fear. Of losing. Losing you.
The Word that lives and is breath unto me states that all I need is near and right here. But, oh future. Everyday and all day I am fed with possibilities that paralyze me.
…Save me from my want….