"I know where you're going and that's the hardest part, no matter where tonight ends, you won't escape your broken heart... Do I see God in all of this? Maybe all along... It's just that we're so small and simply not as strong. He's strong like wings of silver and feathers made of gold, to carry heavy hearts, to cover all our helpless souls... - Gold and Silver, Stavesacre

I dream of the day where I can find rest outside of solitude, safety outside of solitude, in the presence of Jesus, where I can say, "Safe has never felt more real."

...of a day where I no longer do what I can to survive.

Until then, I'll remain
On this rough terrain,
Treading...

I dream of the day
When I can fly with wings,
Unfettered...
Beautiful.

Take my heart and form it...
Take my mind, transform it...
Take my will, conform it... to Yours, to Yours, Oh Lord...

Take my wings, and spread them.