ā€œSometimes Stars Fadeā€

It begins unexpectedly.

Sometimes things break. We strive to protect our desires, basking in the euphoria we feel when our needs are met. But once those desires become flat, we feel deprived.

Sometimes stars fade. We see the light. We know the path, itā€™s lit for us. No stumbling, just smooth sailing. The wind is blowing in the right direction, no clashing thunder tries to rattle the mahogany boards that make up our ships. It feels safe, comfortable, and secure. That is, until the stars start to clash down abruptly from the heavenly skies, making our clear path ambiguous. We begin to panic. Chests tighten, palms shake, hearts race.

When I put my hope and trust into things that are earthly, I’m choosing to quench my spirit with temporary water. I get flustered when I’m constantly thirsting for more earthly values. I shame God, and turn my bare, cold back against His warm, immeasurable embrace. I cut my feet constantly onto my shattered dreams, expecting to escape the bloody chaos. He still rescues me… because He knows that I don’t belong in the ground, I belong on the clouds.

Sometimes things break, but He chooses to fix our undoings over again. Sometimes Stars fade, but His ceaseless light burns my unlit eyes so I can see life through a perspective of the Savior, not the Serpent.

Stars.

The sky lights up the world,
Twinkling with lights that dance for me.
I lay here, on this forest green meadow; surrounded by the chirping of crickets and light bugs.
I just keep my eyes set on the arrangement of the night.

All I can think of is you.
The way your smile makes my insides ignite like an orange flame. Your gentle touch upon my skin is always comforting.

I look up at the sky and see an array of constellations. Each star burning millions of miles away, but yet the imagery is all to amazing. Just how your soft, emerald eyes looked into mine, beaming with color and life.

The stars I gaze upon remind me that each one is made differently. But when brought together, the creation that is made is what matters most. The night painting I am always so fascinated to see reminds me that even when their is darkness, there is always light. I just have to seek it. That is why I will always seek you in the darkness, My Star.