Every Point Has its Turn; Hence a Turning Point

There comes a climax in one's life that disappearing out into the unknown is the only place that feels like home. The arms of God seem to bring you into the deep loneliness of dependence upon him. Making them [His arms] seem much larger. Complete surrender is the only option to surviving the whirlwind of this life. Lying on this friendless street you discover your soul and you disregard your cares. You come into a sacred shelter in the moment that you care less of the evolution of your own imaginings, and more of the Lord of Hosts. The only end that guides you is the Grace of God. I have no money, I have no home; I have Christ. - C.L.