Waiting for the gun shot

I am starting to see some of the pieces that will make up the big picture of my dreams. It's a great feeling.

Dreaming. Dreaming. Dreaming. I never stop dreaming.

I always hoped that I would start to feel things falling in to place. I really feel more like my starting blocks are being formed and ready for me to take off from them.

I can't wait for that gun shot.

The checkered flag..I don't want to race in all honesty. I want to take life minute by minute and digest it so that I don't miss a thing.

You know that boy I met?
He want's to surprise me with something tomorrow.

I am anxious with butterflies.

Don't you see that, we are loved beyond all recognition?
God loves those who wait for Him.
God helps those who call on Him.

I waited.

I received.