The encroaching Dawn..

As we doff the last remnants of our disdain, underscoring the detritus we as writers relish, we relinquish the immensity of our devaluation in favor of the revelry of our own personal prerogatives.  And in the aftermath of this about-face lingers an abiding conviction of revelation which, though invariably unsettling, is ultimately uplifting, redefining the foundations of our existence with indelible efficacy! And as we become more accustomed to our fresh perspective, and the practice thereof grows more comfortable, we find that the misguided ends which we had sought through such fallacious means were in fact merely a spiritual segue, whereby we adeptly adapt to our adoption as the elect of the Lord, embracing the empowerment we enjoy by the endowment of His Spirit, and laboring in His name through the outflow of His love, only by the power of His grace.

I most certainly am not finished with this spiel, but as the hour is growing quite late, I had better save it for another time, lest I force myself to face the morrow's work weary and the worse for wear.

Till next time,

~Codaniel Von Johnson~