Walking with Jesus

Like any man, I've always wanted to find a battle worth fighting, good versus evil, right versus wrong, light versus darkness. Of course, also like any man, I automatically assume I'm on the right side of the battle. But, battles are tricky. It's easy to lose your focus and get spun around in the midst of the clashes and attacks. Blows seem to be coming at you from every direction. You feint to the right, engage a second opponent to the left, dodge backwards, dive forwards, turn, strike, block, plunge, turn, block,swing,rollturnswingdiveswingturnblock... and, if you're like me, you sometimes find yourself facing the wrong way, swinging at someone on your own side, attacking your comrade, fighting the right fight against the wrong people. Olivia's lupus is a battle. It isn't just 'like' a battle, it really is a day-in-day-out fight for survival against the worst enemy immaginable. It's not exactly my own battle (though it feels like it sometimes), so

My hands are searching for you My arms are outstretched towards you I feel you on my fingertips My tongue dances behind my lips for you This fire rising through my being Burning I'm not used to seeing you I'm alive, I'm alive I can feel you all around me Thickening the air I'm breathing Holding on to what I'm feeling Savoring this heart that's healing My hands float up above me And you whisper you love me And I begin to to fade Into our secret place   The music makes me sway The angels singing say We are alone with you I am alone and they are too with you I'm alive, I'm alive I can feel you all around me Thickening the air I'm breathing Holding on to what I'm feeling Savoring this heart that's healing As I cry The light is white And I see you   I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive I can feel you all around me Thickening the air I'm breathing Holding on to what I'm feeling Savoring this he

Our Lord tells us through Scripture that we each hold our treasure in jars of clay. Today, while Olivia catches up on some much needed rest and I pause before I start the day, I caught up on my blog reading. Here's how I do it. I start with my bride's blog , and see how she has been reflecting on what ourlife has brought to us. Then, I explore the blogs of people who have left comments on her posts, to see where they are relative to their comments and our life. Then, if I have time, I see who else is following them, and so on. (I have just begun following a few of the blogs I have discovered in this way.) On one such journey several months ago, I discovered a blog called Holy Experience . Today, it was this blog often leads me to the next step, reflection. Now, I race to enter these thoughts before the day catches up with me and I must lay down my digital pen. So, here they are. We contains treasure in our earthen vessels ( 2 Corinthians 4:7 ). At some point in my life, I