the twinkling...

when days run into months and my months run through to years...
has it really been three already?
where is the security?
where is the knowing?

i still feel a bit like my raft is still at sea, waiting, longing to see a shore...
grateful for all that is good and right, happy in the moment, surrounded by all i need and love and wondering is it ever enough?  when the eternal comes to haunt i remember that this world hold so little of what i really need.

longing for the flash...the twinkling of the eye where eternity and immortality are here forever, never to end.  the peace i search daily for and for mere moments i glimpse it...the day when it's proven that anything i did for Him was not a waste of time.  that when that final trumpet sounds, beauty and wonder will fill the skies and the shore of heaven will be reached.  it is into his arms i will run and finally know that i am home.  the haunting will every day be felt and filled and years will fade into eternity and time is without an end...