Let’s start a fire in the desert. Let’s make it big. Let’s drink, and sing and forget about this big bad world for just one night.
You can play guitar and I will bring a drum, while the rest of them just dance.
Let’s party like Christ himself was right there with us, in the flesh. There must have been those nights for him and his boys. A night to let loose. A night not to care. Just one night, and it would end with moment of clarity and peace.
Tired and content, we would watch the sun come up as the fire smouldered, and we might not say a word as we cleaned up, but we would always have that one secret night that would bond us, even if we never saw each other again. The one night we would remember forever, and think of whenever we heard mention of the other, and smile.
As we drove home we we would know, not just in our heads but with every ounce of our being, that we are not alone in our struggles, That others saw in us the potential we had never seen in ourselves. That we could be free if we only chose to be. That we are loved as we are, and that we are capable of loving.
That no matter how it feels at times, we are in fact moving in the right direction and it’s all worth it, no matter how difficult it is or how it turns out, because it’s not about arriving, it’s about the journey.
Renewed, we would be overwhelmingly happy to come home and hug the ones we love like it was the first time all over again.
Let’s start a fire…for the rest of our lives.
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