Zealot

Yes, Touched with Fire is a movie based on a book of the same name, starring Katie Holmes. The poem Eclipse comes at the end…

The movie is powerful.

Eclipse Touched with fire "As the sun and moon aligned in the sky, they illuminated each other's shine. And the closer to each other they moved, the brighter they shined, and the higher the fire inside of us grew. As we raced through the days on that fling, each footprint we laid blazed away that piece of the earth's entire lifetime of beauty in the brief second it touched our feet, leaving nothing but ashes beneath us. Until we had no ground left to stand on and nowhere left to flee. And now that we've turned away from our fire to face the days that remained unburned by the flames, and learn to gaze at them through sane eyes one day at a time. We can look back at our book with clear sight and give it the ending that we never got the chance to write. And while I know it's too late to pick up the ripped-up pages, I will admit, I still think of our little prince. And sometimes I go outside and look up at the sky and think about what planet he might've gone back to after he died. Then I imagine the three of us living up there as a family in another lifetime. But for now, you have your own life, and I have mine. And we have to live them the way we would have if we could go back to the day we conceived our child and were able to see what our manic eyes were blind to at the time. When the sun and moon finally came as close as they could be and the fire inside us rose to its highest peak, it leaped past the fading ashes of our flesh to burn our love into eternity, through our baby. That eternal flame that could blaze brighter than our manic one ever could on its brightest mania days, but that would also sustain. "

Footprints.

Yeah, that was my thought as well!

White Fang (opening paragraph) - Jack London Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway. The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean towards each other, black and ominous, in the fading light. A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness - a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the sphinx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the Wild, the savage, frozen- hearted Northland Wild.

Ok, I’ll never look at this song the same way:

Wow! I love it.

And I’ve seen this poem played out so many time through my life.

Believe me, I am thankful. I keep this on my wall here at work:

I am at work… commiserating with you..

I had a serious concussion when I was a teen. I was a trick diver. I performed a reverse maneuver and landed on my head on the springboard, effectively knocking me unconscious and dropping into the water. I came to as the lifeguard was attempting to pull me out. I have a permanent disfigurement on the top of my head. But I didn’t quit diving. I loved it. Later in my adulthood I fought in ‘mma’ style competition. (We didn’t call it that back then) I enjoyed it. As a cyclist, I’ve had some pretty spectacular accidents while mountain biking, busted ribs, lots of skin ripped off, etc… But wouldn’t trade it. Living is risky. And it’s 100% fatal. Competition in combat sports is a rush unlike any other. But it’s not for everyone. But for those with warrior spirits, kudos!

She was an American Idol alumnus. She then went on to become a top CCM recording artist. And TobyMac was a huge friend and supporter for her. She and he collaborated on quite a few recordings. She is one of those people that I’ve always wished I could have gotten to know. Yes, she knew both joy and heartache. Beautiful woman: