crystal ball.

hearts call. hearts fall. swallowed in the rain.
who knows life grows hollow and so vain.
who knows what the door ahead of me will have.
this is already set out perfectly on a map for you and for me
for a purpose.
i see a blurred picture.
a little rough around the edges yet it will do.
it makes sense.
i see me, i see he, i see my future baby
helping people who really need our help.
giving back to our country, both here and back HOME.
and in different continents.
i see me documenting the times.
i see me singing.
a weeping willow with cherry blossoms- a sad but beautiful thing.
my life isn't about me.
my gifts weren't for me alone, but to give back and do His will.
just like Christ did when he fed a multitude with one loaf of bread and fresh fish.
He didn't have a lot. But what He had was enough.
give and give. no expecting.
enough will never be good enough.
effort is everything.
now what? now where?