There are faces I long to see. People I can’t wait to meet.
But I don’t know who.
There are mountains and trees that I feel in my bones will satisfy my desire for exploration.
But I haven’t a clue where they are.
There are challenges and even mundane tasks I have been born to undertake and grow to love.
But somehow I can’t seem to describe what they really look like.
I often sit and wonder when I will see the full picture, the unscrambling of my dreams.
But I’m assured that I will see it one day…
For the Author of my faith is also the Perfector.
“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”
Hebrews 11:1
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