Autumn's colors

Sometimes, when I'm writing or typing something, my ideas flow too fast for me to keep up with them. I'm chasing after leaves on the wind, able to snag a few before they blow away... but not all of them. I feel like those are lost forever, but I don't know how much it matters, because I don't know how valuable they were to begin with.

I write without thinking, carelessly throwing words onto paper. Maybe because, through some narcissism rooted deep in my subconscious, I think that every thought that drops through my mind is a jewel to be cherished...

I don't know what it is, but the whole blog thing probably isn't very curative in that regard...

These leaves weren't caught in chronological order.

People used to chisel their ideas into stone.

I wonder how many actual jewels were lost in that grueling process...

I take everything for granted.

I don't want to take advantage of anything anymore.I want to appreciate and cherish every blessing I have.

I want to see people loving each other and be in awe of creation's beauty and wonder at my existence....

and I want the result of all of that to be me simply longing to know God more.

I want to be thirsty for a closer relationship with Him.

I want that relationship to be obvious to the people around me.

I want it to catch them off guard

and make them wonder at their existence.

I want....

'Want' kind of means desire, it doesn't seem necessary.. You have "wants" and "needs", and apparently that makes the things you want superficial.

It used to feel more like you were lacking something, a deeper need. "In want of..."

So I think that maybe I should go back to every place I used the word 'want' and change it to something like, 'have a deep, inherent, longing need'

Needing to know more of God is buried in my DNA.

inherent. not unnecessary.