There are moments in time,
there are seasons when we make the hard choice,
when we read the signs and pack up ...
head out in a new direction....leaving behind comfort, friends, family
I was settled in,
I had it figured out,
life was good and easy ...satisfying...
and that meant that the Amen did not come easy
but I knew that in spite of loss, the unknown beckoning
that the amen must be said....
I had to go where the leading called to me.
How did this happen?
When did this fork in the road appear
and how many years has it been waiting for me ...?
If I could have seen down the road of time,
would I have discovered it there
it becomes clear now
I do know when this all started.
It was another day years ago ....kneeling at the Carson City River....
faith had come to me and courage prevailed
as I said yes to His Love and the Spirit stirred.
Passion for the Christ was birthed
and began to grow
and flower forth thru the years.
The answer to how I ended up
under the piercing blue skies of Arizona is this:
Passion for Him led me here.
Photo by Ian Schneider
Believer. Husband. Dad. Design @ DIASYST.