Watching the gorgeous sun slip below the painted clouds, I allow myself the brief privilege of daydreaming

Watching the gorgeous sun slip below the painted clouds, I allow myself the brief privilege of daydreaming. I close my eyes and picture all the litle things that have touched my life. All those moments that I wish I could freeze and save for a lifetime. Thoughts run through my mind and I don't try to silence them. I found out the hard way that it's useless to attempt silencing your lying heart when it wants to talk. I being to wonder hypothetical questions that don't have answers...

What if he hadn't lied that whole time? Was that honestly the perfect lie? Would it have been better to keep ignorant of the truth? Is ignorance really bliss? Or have we created that line to simply make us feel better about ourselves? Is happiness truly attainable on this earth?...

As quickly as they entered my head, those thoughts vanished, leaving me with my memories that have somehow been implanted in my brain. I feel the wind picking up and I vainly imagine it carrying me away to that one place I so long for. Like an admirer would, the cool wind gently tucks a strand of loose hair behind my ear. Turning my face toward the sky, I wrap my grandpa's shirt closer around me, lamely atempting to hide myself from the memories. Is it wrong of me to say I'm scared of my own past?
With the grass tickling my pink-painted toes, I open my eyes to see a disappearing sun set. The birds are getting quieter, but my heart doesn't go quiet because of the dark. No, it gets louder...

What happened to the person you used to know? Maybe you lied too? Can you possibly lessen the hurt you constantly cause me? What if you just let go for once? What if you said "goodbye"?

I close my eyes, washing away the regret I almost let through. I start thinking about how I so dearly yearn for simplicity. I can recall when every day seemed to last as long as a week and my biggest dream was to get to the top of the tree in my backyard. Opening my eyes one last time, I look over at the tree I just thought about. Thinking it over, I realize it's impossible to get to the very top, but you can get pretty high.
Putting my pen down, I walk over to the tree I climbed so many times.Bu now, I'm not climbing it because I want to see how high I can get, but because I wan to claim back my simplicity. I need to regain it.
Getting to the last good branch, I stop and get a good grip. Looking out at the purple sky, I call out to my Jesus. I tell Him I'm claiming back my simplicity. You can't tell me Jesus doesn't listen to me, because just then I realized how simple life can be if only we don't overcrowd our lives with earthly things. I started to whisper Colossians 3:2 over and over, reminding myself that I need to set my mind on things above, not things of this earth.

I thoroughly believe life gets simpler when we just walk away from the things of this earth.

The air is rather chilly right now, but I greedily breathe it in, feeling it's chill as I begin to make my way down the tree. I step onto the grass and immediately, like I asked, I start noticing the little, simple, profound things.

The Purity ring on my left ring finger is all of a sudden incredibly light and as gorgeous as it was the day I made my promise to God. It has some dirt on it from the tree, but it isn't permanent. Just like the "dirt" in my life that was washed away by the blood of the Lamb, the dirt on my ring will be washed away.
I can feel a scrape on my shin from the tree. But the slight sting is almost freeing...As if my painful memories are leaving me through that pain.
Intense love is radiating from my heart. There's no earthly reason, I just feel love. I feel loved. It's just an incredibly simple feeling of love.
I take a sip of iced tea, basking in the delightful dance my tastebuds indulge in. The bitterness of the tea, along with the sweetness of the sugar and the chill of the ice mesmerizes me. Laughing at my newfound simplistic thinking, I gulp down almost all of the tea.

It's an amazing thing, regaining something you lost so long ago. It's beautiful to laugh again for no reason.

In the last bit of light, I look up at the sky and praise God for simplicity. With a deep breath, I promise myself to not turn away from God ever again. Because when you turn away from the one who truly knows you, you begin to lose yourself.