A Look Into Jules' Glass Bottle

                                                                                                               Found Ground We live in a society of a seemingly never-ending race to rise to true potential, without allowing negativity to dim our progression. We are often susceptible to being caught up in what could’ve been, and not what is.  We fear hard work will spring no harvest, or dedication will rust and dreams diminish.  Yet we forget the greatest counselor,  our strongest foundation,  our Lord and Savior.  He will never fail. In supplication of prayer, He remains near with open arms, He holds the finish line, it’s up to us to run....

                                                                                                                                        Held I find beauty within the small mustard seed, held in the heart of Him. Skies above  envelop His peace. I will always hold a smile, for I love my neighboring seeds, as He loves me. For as He forgave us, the wings of birds keep their course, within the hands of the only true Keeper. Each sacred breath, all in the glory of His name.