and jacob's ladder is my ladder and his name is emmanuel, saviour, christ and king, jesus.
and some days i ache and cry because He feels so far away even though i know how near He is.
and because i just want so much for my mum and dad and sister to say ' then shall the LORD be my God' as jacob did.
but i am learning, more and more, to awake from my sleep saying 'surely the LORD is in this place and i knew it not'.
so i sit at the at the corner of laden and lofty, and wait for that tomorrow, soon, when even the highest of expectations will not be disappointed and where even to keep expecting more will not be expecting enough.
everyday, my heart is a feather and bricks establishment.
