La Busequeda

3:39 A.M. Sunday, June 7, 2009-
I still sit and wonder how I have the life which I live? Where did my heart come from and how did it get to the place in which I sit? My hunch is this heart within me is not just from two stellar individuals in Painesville, Ohio. (props to them, nonetheless)

Where am I, you ask, at 3:39 in the morning? Most my age, in the wee hours of the morning, would be stumbling home intoxicated or quite possibly passed out on a couch, floor or who-knows-where. Quite the contrary, I find myself sitting in a sanctuary in La Paz, Bolivia. Somehow, not so contrastingly, I am amongst people seeking after the answers others seek after who are "out" at this time of night/morning. As living beings, we all seek the same mysterious and eluding answers, yet fortunately, I am not in the state in which others are in consequence to the dire search. How blessed I am. We are all curious of much which will elude us our entire lives, yet this does not minimize the search or abounding numbers of those who venture out upon this meaningful journey of life. No, it is precisely this that intrigues us all to venture out, panting for truth. Something so lofty seems to render itself out of reach, yet nothing could be farther from the truth. The simplicity of each day and the abounding beauty which adorns each one is all that we search for: The encompassing beauty, the beauty that lies within, the beauty in which only a loving father and creator can bestow. And His most cherished creation, his "cherry on the top" of all, each one of us. Each one unique and precious, specifically and uniquely bearing a beauty which only that individual has to offer to the rest of us. So the question, " Why me? Who am I?
The Answer: "You are the beloved and the the beloved is mine." You are the daughter, the son, of the one and only Loving and Magnificent Creator of the world. And if each of us chooses to rest in that truth and live in that beauty, the world can only shine more radiantly than it does in its most simplistic truth and beauty- sunrise and sunset.

La veridad esta en la busequeda. And there is always another attempt, another chance. God demonstrates his redeeming love and grace so poignantly to his people each day, beginning and end. We all have a chance to see the beauty of a sunrise and sunset; we all have the same opportunity to see and experience His Grace; beauty that words can not express.
It's now 4:30; it seems as though I may have that breathtaking chance to experience one more of His great wonders, reminding me of what that sunrise truly means.