...into the sunset.

Journal Entry Jan 14th 2007...

As my great adventure comes to a near end, in my minds eye I wonder the fields of my youth, in all it's drama, in all it's worry and confusion. I sit in reverent silence seeing the spooked pheasant clammer their worried wings into the air, the setting sun over my shoulders casting the golden hue upon their white breasts and reflecting the true hope of every mans heart.
The farm land of the English countryside speeds by as if to give a glimpse of perfection, knowing that to linger and ponder it's existence would betray and reveal the reality of the farmers life of toil, and the curse that it truly is.
I can not help but recall a certain Spanish rider when my eye catches sight of the modern spinning wind-mills in the distance, which produce the electrified fortune so many hope to grasp. Thus I am reminded of yet another man of lore. When everything he touched turned to gold. And yet he realized that the things of life and of flesh although may be fleeting, they are worth the risk and pain that may come with failure. Although the gold may bring us security in mind, our hearts will never be content and know this that hearts move minds, but the mind will never budge the stubborn heart. So is it with the Love I carry, though I long at security, I will always live for love.
Yet it seems my heart is as hard as I have ever noticed it. Only longing for One and longing for His return. Tiss when I realize, in this instant, that my heart is as David, that though through calamity and failure, adventure and confusion my being, my inner-man as Paul calls it, will and can only arrive and rise to one conclusion by my instinct and faith... WORSHIP, worship the Lord almighty, Holy HOly, HOLY, the Lord God Almighty, WHO WAS, WHO IS, WHO SHALL EVER BE. And that is what I sung, that is what I sung loud and clear in the streets and back alleys of Florence ITALY, realizing... realizing my youth and the adventure that it is.

END of journal Entry.

love you all. God's Got ya! He's Got me, go for Jesus, and I'll see you under the tree!

-Mike