Days, moments, years take on a mixture of hues, but this through-line keeps its color. This through-line anchors me in peace, when I will look to it, recognize it, believe it. So often I run in scattered ways, scrambling to catch a breeze, not listening to the constant melody, the rhythm that can truly hold me, the rhythm that knows me. Selves take form in situations; I flutter and dash, but in some stillness, in some loving action, in some choice to listen, there is stability, growth, genuine childlike faith.
- - - You don’t feel solid, whole - you think because there is room for growth you do not have all you need now. You have been sheltered, but you don’t fully trust Me. You don’t know how to balance faith with how overwhelming it all feels. But you do know Me. You do know My heart for people, My heart for you. You have sat in My presence and met My eyes and felt My sincere love, grief, patience, joy, humility. It is much. I Am complete. You don’t have to do everything. I see you completely. I see you completely. I see you completely. I want you to trust Me out of loving obedience. I want to spend time with you. I don’t want to be a passive checklist item in your day - a phone a friend, I want to live life with you. I want to be your center, the first person you run to with everything. I Am your encourager, comforter, counselor, friend, Lord. I want you to recognize and walk in My stability. My humble peace is for you, for My kingdom. we run full out and leap into this swirl of a thing,
knowing it is limited in the physical realm, because the worth is in the intangibles of its nature: heart, narrative, and relationship. so we invest ourselves in the process, growing in experience and skill, together, because we have felt the worth of the work and we in some grand sense are the consequences of the labor of those before. then the swirl ceases and we must release its magic to resonate in memories while its form we deconstruct and cleanse to allow space for new ventures and we are the better for having dwelled and let go. |
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