The day of Being awaiting me - Julius Fann, Jr

This morning, I awoke to a day filled with uncertainty, while the embrace of night still attempted to hold me in its bosom. Firm and unyielding the grip, but as the shades of my eyelids cracked and dawn placed life's sparkle in my eyes, it whispered silently from dawn, "I Am Here."

The night began to ease its hold to the dawn of the caring Spirit of the sunrise. Gently I felt my heart being lifted up as the light arose in the East as it nudged and penetrated the senses of existence. Then as a flower blossomed from the glory of where I had been to the awareness of where I am now, I breathed in God.

From the navel of nights' belly the sun broke and sprinkled Its love into the marrow of what I am, always is, and always been. And where only darkness had been covering me in its night grip, the glory of the rising Son commanded the light to shine out of the darkness, and shadows and shades of myth and symbols to disappear from the soul of my being. I came alive to the fullness of the day of Being awaiting me.

Never give power to anything a person believes is their source of strength - jufa