“oh, what a beautiful giant you are; awakened from slumber; peeled away from the very dreams you were having. How long have you been asleep? … buried in the recesses of my heart; locked behind ribs and muscle tissue in a state of hibernation; awaiting the infiltration of light through the key hole.
Oh, beautiful giant, what distant lands have your eyes laid gaze upon; what castles and kings have you conquered and taken possession of; what future and destiny to you cradle within your powerful hands??? … it has taken so long for you to open your eyes; shaking off the cobb webs and dust as your lungs fill to capacity with the breath of God; willing your very existence to be.
…from here, I cannot bridge the gap in perspective; shaking hands with the end of my weak, finite state. My eyes do not see what lies over the next mountain, but you smile knowing the victories ahead; the smell of them; the very shape and form of them; the sweet melody that they sing.
…but.... I smile knowing that my God is bigger; from His perspective, you are just a small beginning beautiful giant.”
