Up Late Searching

I always find the artist in me come alive late at night. Early in the morning, in the hours before the sun rises, I find myself. The truth comes out and I try my hardest to capture those moments in song. Every time I feel alive it makes up for the periods in my life of death. The wasted moments and lost opportunities. 

God has been so good to me lately and yet I find myself yelling at him louder – more persistent than ever. I scream at the sky for my way, what I want, what I think is best! He just waits for me to tucker myself out and go quiet from hoarseness before he quietly speaks to me. He has shown me love in the kindest ways lately. Frustrations are solved and worries are soothed, yet I always seem to find a new problem, a new worry. That frustrates me! 

Is happiness possible? I know a fair share of people and not many of them are happy. The secret isn’t money, power, or women…It lays inside man, at his heart. What are the passions of your heart? Are you finding love?

God knows I’m searching. I told him so.

Love,

Ben