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I went to my parents place today. I suppose it's becoming a weekly ritual, going over there.
It's inevitable like the worlds eventually demise and the cold hand of death on the ones we love. It can't be avoided.
As we drove over the hill I saw the lights of the city. Thousands and thousands in different colors, parking lights and street lights in perfect rows. It pleases the half of me that has OCD to see them so utterly perfect. A week ago I felt small and insignificant staring at so many small beautiful lights. Now it gives me a sense of importance, a sense of life. I feel like somebody, it's no vegas but all the lights make me feel free.Like if I fell off a cliff some one would be there to catch me and I am reminded that no matter where I go if I live in faith God will provide for me.