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I've been wanting to write to you for some time, but life has been...something of an "Alice in Wonderland."
Since the last time I've written, I've surprised myself with my own boldness, with my own tenderness, and with my own strength.
I've gotten a glimpse of heaven.
I've wept with friends.
I've faced some demons.
I've stepped out once again into the unknown.
It's funny the imprint that people leave on our souls. You know the more you start hanging around someone, the more you begin to sound like them. You unconsciously embrace their words, their heart, their emotions.
It's interesting to think that there's someone out there in the world that sounds like you, simply for the fact that they spent significant time with you. An imprint has been made.
And likewise, you sound like someone. You may think you sound 'just like yourself.' But unless, you've been kept in a cave for the last 10 years, you don't simply sound like yourself, but more like the people you embrace, which in turn becomes a reflection of your own heart.
I was looking at Instagram a few minutes ago. And I noticed someone using 'my words'. And I thought to myself..."I guess I did make an impact. I guess I did matter to them in some intangible way."
2012 is almost over. And I don't quite know how to recap this year.
My heart has broken more times than I'd like to count this year. My Field of Dreams somehow dried up and played me.
And yet, there's a melody riding on the winds that are softly blowing. It's not a loud song. It doesn't need to be, for me to pause and begin to listen.
This song sounds like someone I know. A Someone that has left an imprint on my soul. How long will this melody play?
And does this melody lead into a song?
I. Honestly. Have. No. Idea.
But I'm convinced, that I'll only find out by waking up tomorrow and choosing to embrace new words in my mouth.
"I have put my words in your mouth and covered you with the shadow of my hand--I who set the heavens in place, who laid the foundations of the earth, and who say to Zion, 'You are my people." - Isaiah 51:10