craving something beautiful

my shoulders are tight and my neck is tense. i'm fighting a continuous headache. my head feels dense...the thoughts are packed so tightly inside.

i have a craving. stronger than anything i've ever felt before. i cannot explain the depths of my thirst and my hunger for Him and His freedom. He breaks chains, and rescues the captives. He holds the weak and rescues the lost. i am craving His touch.

i love mosaics. i love the colors and the designs. i love to step close and look at the individual pieces, then move backwards and see the whole thing. i imagine that i am like that, too. each piece is different...some chipped, some smooth, some colored. but one day, when i look back from His point of view, i'll see something beautiful. knowing that makes me love the jagged edges of those little pieces....they make it what it is.