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Wasted

September 5th, 2011

“So here I am again.¬†Wasted.

Wasted over you

Poured out over you

You’re Beautiful!
.

In all the ways I could be used,

I could be valued

I could be seen.

Instead, the preciousness of my life

is ‘spent’

used

offered

served upon you,

Beautiful one!
.

Extravegant is my gift – it’s all I have,

my life

given

all for you.

I am a waste

my talents

my training

my intellect

my love..

a waste…

Over you.
.

There is a price to pay in this day for such a gift,

such a choice.

I pay it with the one thing that is most dearest to me,

my heart – the throne of all my affections.

What outrageousness!

What apparent craziness!

But you have my yes.

This is my yes.
.

What will be the measure by which my life will be valued?

What will be the point of my days?

Only heaven’s summary is valid now.

Heaven has been given my life, my days, my yes.

Wastefulness on earth

priceless in heaven.

Sacrificing the temporary for the eternal.
.

So here I am again

and I see your face, you’re beautiful!

I am yours

exclusively

offered

wasted.”

Etchings from this sojourner called like Moses to “Arise, take your journey before the people.” (Deut 10:11)

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