I would like to come to so many less conclusions, and enter so much more awe.

To express humility in the staggering amount of uncertainty of anything and everything, I think I can know, and arrive at the sweet embrace of not having to.

I want to rest in the arms of something bigger, something wiser, and something stronger than my self, to be fully acquainted-and in harmony with the one who is.

I want to walk and be carried by the something that, when the length of my ability to understand stops, its goes on forever.

When my strength is is found lacking, its is found complete.

When my love fails and is doomed to be finite; its is passionate and infinite.