Introduction: 🌙🤍

I originally wrote this in 2023 during a season of searching—restless yet rooted, called to run but meant to stay still. That tension has only grown stronger. Lately, there’s been a shift in me… a pulling, like gravity pressing on my soul. I’ve felt a hush settle over me, not out of fear but of divine anticipation. Something is unfolding, and I feel it in the stillness, in the ache, and in the mystery. God is moving, and when He moves, He moves me too. I’ve never truly fit in, and maybe I’m not supposed to. This reflection is a window into that in-between space, where longing meets calling, and heaven feels near.

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A Soul Set Adrift

There’s always been something about the sky that stirs my spirit. The moon, the clouds, the vastness overhead—it’s more than beautiful. It’s haunting. It’s humbling. As I lift my eyes to the heavens, I’m hit with the weight of it all. The majesty above reminds me just how small I really am. And yet, how deeply known I am by the One who made it.

I am a single thread in the tapestry of God’s grand design, and somehow, He still counts the hairs on my head.

I’ve spent most of my life feeling out of place, as if I were born between worlds. A part of me aches to belong. I want to nest and feel grounded. Another part feels pulled toward something far beyond what I can touch. It’s as if my soul were built to run into the wind. Yet, my feet are told to stay planted.

This ache—this knowing—has always been with me. I’m not lost; I’m just aware that Earth has never truly been home. I live with this divine contradiction. I am deeply rooted in love and faith. So, I am always ready to be moved by the whisper of God’s voice.

I don’t understand it all. I can’t see what lies beyond the sky’s veil, even with the strongest lens. But that doesn’t trouble me. My limitations anchor me to trust, and that trust strengthens my faith. I believe there’s a place beyond this, one where I will no longer feel out of place. A home not built by hands, but by heaven.

When that day comes, I will gaze beyond the moon. I will never return, for I will have finally arrived at the place my soul has always known.

To the moon… and home.

– SK

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  1. Greg Dennison Avatar

    God of wonders… great song 🙂

    I feel the same way about being out of place…

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