nichole nordeman . gratitude


there's something about it that massages my soul. that spurs something inside of me to shed the ordinary, the normal, the routine and take flight.

flying through clouds that hold and comfort and sings of beauty. blue skies praising Your glory. sparkling city lights from a height that shine in the blackest of nights. rippling oceans at night, when the blue swirls and dances with the stars of the sky and the warm beach sand.


//i wish i could soar in the rain with the stars and the moon shining in reminder of His love and i know that's not possible but sometimes i wish i could and weren't so confined... to me.