Treading on my Dreams

<blockquote><p>All I once held dear built my life upon,<br />
all this world reveres, and wars to own.<br />
All I once thought gain, I have counted loss,<br />
spent and worthless now, compared to this.</p>
<p>Knowing You, Jesus.<br />
Knowing You.<br />
There is no greater thing.</p></blockquote>
He just wanted to write. To encapsulate the hopes and lives of others, whether in written word, photographic images or XHTML. Where life took him now it seemed that these dreams were to end.
He surrendered his life to God many years ago. It is clear that his dreams, <em>his precious</em>, were to be laid on the altar. He doesn't know if a ram will be caught in the nearby bushes, or whether the crescent motion of the blade will be halted by a heavenly voice. He just knows that he has to lay it down in its totality.
These few weeks have been the most agonizing and difficult of his life. So difficult that it is easier to write of himself in the third person in order to keep an objective view of things.

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