Thoughts

  Ik heb het gedaan. Ik heb het eind van een seizoen bereikt. Het is de begin van een nieuw seizoen van het leven. 

  Altijd een goed idee om in de zee te zwemmen. Golven hier zijn groter, water is zouter en het zand kleur is witter dan in Nederland. Een herinnering van Daytona Beach. 🏝️ 

Who are you? A spark in the endless dark? A whisper in my ears?  suddenly you appeared in my life,  breathing a flame into a lost illusion —  that had long since fallen asleep inside me.   Who are you?  A secret through the midst,  asking to be named?  And what secret do you have?   So hidden…    From some miracle you must have come,  or some blessing that God gave me.    Yes, I know who you are.  You’re God’s grace, bestowed upon my life.

  Today I witnessed the ocean’s high tide. Its restless waves began to bend. With swelling might and strength. 

When there is no commitment there is no entrusting. Delegation builds leadership. Leadership serves others. Sacrifices shows commitment. Obedience is greater than sacrifice. Excellence reflects God’s character. 

  My thoughts and longing weave but one refrain— To wish you near, again and yet again.

Today, my sleep carried me into holding your body.  At first, we stood where gold sleeps; you placed your quiet trust into its vaults.  Later we walked back as one, tracing our steps homeward, where our family waited like an open hearth.  My hands lingered on your waist and hips, where the warmth of you lingered like a tender flame as sunlit silk. You held me from behind as we walked, your arms were home, and later, like a dance, I gathered you into my arms wrapping you in the same warmth.  For a time we lost ourselves in the tide of those ahead. The dawn broke and still my arms cradled the memory of you—a warmth too sweet to fade. 

A blessing carved by heaven is the curve of your smile. The Grace of God wearing a human face. A divine melody my soul wants to hear.  I dream of holding you so close  that the space between our hearts dissapear  as they meet and breathe as one.  Each glimpse of you is like a balm to my soul,  the storm within me softens,  Yes, is like drinking light after a long night.  I pray we can weave warmth between our fingers  and stitch them into a single heartbeat. I long to press my soul upon the blush of your cheeks and sip the sweetness of your lips. Let me gently whisper into your ears, In the quiet bloom of dawn our love stretches  like sunlight across the mountains.

You manifest yourself with splendor and power. You hear the cry of your sons. Someone interceded for me today. Who can deny you? You are Yahweh, Rapha, Elohim, Shaddai Jireh, Adonai, El Elyon, Sabaoth, Shamah, Elroi, Saphat, Kadosh, Rohi, Tsidkenu, Shalom, M’kadesh,  Kana, Nissi, Abir, Ga’al, El olam, El berith, Zur, Melekh

 Olie en zuiver olie. De tijd zal een verhaal vertellen. 

  I am the answers of your prayers. 

Connecting two different worlds, two ideas, concepts, behaviour, thinking, path, resources. Let’s connect you and I and we will bring worlds together into one    

Nu weet ik hoe kan ik je zien. Een beetje schuim hier, een beetje stof daar, een beetje van iets en ik kan je overal zien.

Things that being youth knew about now they become clearer as sn adult. 

Es tu gracia y sonrisa en la que encuentro deleite. Eres un regalo para mi en esta estación. Eres muy bella a los ojos mas eres bella cuando juntos oramos. Que sea Dios quien nos una y permita compartir muchos momentos juntos uno al lado del otro. Tu belleza me ha cautivado y cierro mis ojos y no puedo dejar de pensar en ti. Deseo conectar contigo y besarte profundamente con pasión. Quiero que estes preparada para recibir todas estas muestras de amor apasionado e intenso. 

Ik zal nooit vergeten jouw oma advies. Wees aardig en heeft vertrouw alles komt goed. 

When you stop looking without love everything looks ugly. When you look with love everything looks pretty and beautiful.  Let me look you with eyes of love my darling. 

Con un beso atrevido. Con un beso robado. Con un beso entre el cielo y lo inesperado.  Un corazón agitado y acorralado.  Con un beso entusiasmado,  Te dejo este momento afortunado.

Having your hair to the side invites me once again to kiss your neck. I see your artery pumping every time you smile at me. Let me kiss you gently while I whisper in your ear your name. 

What about when he interrupts your program, your plan and yet His plan is better than your plan.