Brief thoughts

I heard a man speak today, for perhaps, 15 minutes.  And before I knew it, I was back at the place that I know well: The knowledge of how far off from where God and I both long for me to be.
There's something missing in my life.

I feel like today confirmed it.  It's the love of God.

It stands at the center of my unwieldy disposition, my fears, my future, my work ethic...

As if it is the Sun, and articles of my life are planets and space debris orbiting it...as if to say, "we're in this mess of a chaotic jumble and we're circling the main issue.  Look at the core of your life, and you'll see it too, Wilson."

As with my last post, I reiterate that I am "heading West"figuratively-spiritually...and I've decided to begin looking at physically-really doing that as well.

Someone said something this week about "doing God's will is not so much about going where He wants, but more often about doing His will wherever you are."  So, I'm considering paths which I had not considered previously.

Anyway, this seems to been the limit for length in which I could term this post "brief thoughts."

Farewell, and good hunting to each of you!
~Wilson.