Just Past the Bend

Clouds began to blow in, then the rain began to fall. Then the lightning followed, as the thunder did call. I looked for the sun, but it was hiding it's face. As the storm continued, at a wicked pace. The waters rose quickly, as the sky wept. And with the force of a hurricane, my dreams seemed swept. I looked to the skies, with questions, to enlighten. But no answers came, as the winds did heighten. To the east and the west, I saw the skies clear. But directly overhead, the storm was here! Is it fair to question? When the storm will not cease. Is it fair to wonder, when will I have peace? Many times I pondered, did this storm just find me? Or have I moved somewhere, I shouldn't be? Isaiah 25:4 http://justpastthebend.blogspot.com/ 

In this land, that's not our own. We pilgrims... still journey, and continue on. Traveling life's road, taking in the sights. Experiencing this life, with all it's joy and frights. Weathering life's storms, by enduring it's worst seasons. Pilgrims, committed to a journey, void of earthly reasons. For some, today, will be their very last mile. While most continue this journey, yet, for a little while. Just pilgrims on journey, to a place we've never been. Inviting all we meet, to join we journeymen. Declaring great beauty, about cities adorned by man. While faithfully continuing, toward the city,  not of human hands. Just pilgrims, just travelers, just simply passing through. We're headed to a land, just beyond the blue. Hebrews 11:13