The World As I See It

How at 315 in the morning is a whole situation, but we are here. You, me, Jesus, God, all my characters, everyone- we are all here in the mirror talking about the how.

The older I get, the more I crave simplicity. I have learned over my life that complicated thoughts are usually thoughts I shouldn’t follow down a rabbit hole too far, lest I get lost. But I am learning now that part of the how is getting lost. And finding your way back out again. It’s being overwhelmed, stressed out, and just life. While I have it.

How is this movement exactly It’s 3:19 in the morning, and I am awake and thinking about how my feet have somehow led me back to where I ran from. The circle was long, and it didnt make any sense, but I am here in front of a microphone again. And now I have better things to say.

How is trusting God

The people he placed in my life and why.

It’s looking at the reality of my life and understanding some simple truths.

I am an addict that is too needy,

and My Wife, my love, well, she is someone who has never been loved the way she deserves.

She gives me the only star I have ever been able to follow. And I give her the roots she prayed for; and together we built a family. But more simply than that.

I crave her in a way that can only be described as addiction. And I can hear God in the corner carving up an apple.

“For someone so bright, boy, you are slow. But I am glad you made it here”

My Wife taught me that nothing is random. Nothing is up to chance. I am what I am, so that someone reading this might gain some perspective, some understanding. The lashes I have self-inflicted or otherwise, deserved or otherwise, are there so I can show them to my children and pray they make different choices.

I was abandoned by a father; so that I may understand the importance of one.

I was hated by one: so I could understand the paths I should stay away from.

All so that when I look at my sons specifically, I can show them another way. That they may be the Kings of the universe they build. Instead of someone stalking their way through the shadows.

It’s now 332 in the morning, the golden hour in full swing.

How is it at 333 in the morning, regardless of how tired I am? It took me a long time to realize the reason I wasn’t inside God’s house was not that he didnt let me in. But because I didnt knock. Well, I am knocking now. And I hope you are too.

Love always,

Hearld.