“Like spring rains on this desert land, I will come and give life to your soul.”
I’m gonna find you and hear what you’re saying, even if I have to go alone into the wilderness to do it.
You see through the eyes of world and color,
the textures and—
(pressingpressing)
—hands down upon your hips,
spinning your breath into webs of spider silk,
catching
the very air in your throat,
turning it into dancing night.
and there’s a world of color (in your eyes),
where the water is so high and crashing,
ever so slowly under the sunset sky,
the questions that you keep asking,
simply swirl in dust storms from your lips.
but there are many things that must go unsaid.
because these are just words;
just feelings and whispers of such things.
And yet you. continue to stand
in the midst of the breakers. In the midst of his breath.
up, running with the sun.
run faster, put everything into your feet pushing off the ground.
Heal me.
and the solo drive. “don’t look back.” okay.
you’re finally looking into their eyes.
flying high, just reach for the grab,
and feel the earth under your feet.
then snow down my pants,
but it was good to play.
where have I been all this time?
“Your joy is beautiful.”
Well, I guess it was..joy is beautiful on anyone.
“don’t look back.”
okay.
tired from a slow night of pacing
and a cough that’s lingering in my lungs,
walking in the dark back to my car—
The stars and cool springtime air
and whisper to my heart.
So what is love? the conversation began,
a,nd we talked.
—
This family warms my heart.
Like the way the chef spoke about music
and cooking with such passion and simple love.
felt my spirit kick a little bit with life
—
God, let’s be whole.
Let’s know that we live
and be filled with the reality of love
not the insecure imitation of it
—
songs echoing from beneath bridges
and emitting from living room gatherings.
From our mouths and eyes and hands
reaching into waterfalls
climbing to the edges of the sky
and dancing in the light of the stars,
the glory of changing seasons.
Let what is inside of me. be. a life giving dance
of glory to the one above.
breathe deep.
leave your restless sleep and half awake dreams.
where has my heart gone running away too.
I can’t really tell if it’s late or not.
humidity.
the call of red cardinals in the morning speaks
to my soul
and I asked you to show me why
then, at just the right time
you took that step and tore down that wall
that I’ve built so tall in offense.
sleepy eyes in the afternoon sun
barefoot on a sun bleached road
the ocean awoke me from my slumber
so my feet padded towards it.
a salty breath.
Perspective.
how poisonous is the heart in offense.
Glasses of wine with my mom and her lively friend
laughing and speaking and being together.
How many times have I kneeled on this floor,
to lift my hopes and be redeemed of my sorrows,
and I’ve always been met here and there.
You’ve never let me go
and never held back.
There are some things I can’t escape, and must endure,
but I have hope that you, my God, will always
lift up my head,
and I will never be put to shame.
I suddenly can drink black coffee, dark beers, and tequila without gagging. I must be an adult now.
a journey so vulnerable, that I find I’m not as fragile as I so often feel.
A true value for the process,
Whatever that may be,
Will not actually break me beyond repair.
I’ve found that my Father can bring about so much good
From any bad situation
If I only have the courage to believe so
And open my hands,
And feel the rawness of my heart only,
And allow my vulnerability to show to him;
He is in the business of making all things new
with nothing hidden, now everything is in it’s purest
and most raw state
of growing
and healing
and being set free.
And when I feel like ive lost myself for good, He reminds me who i am again.
snowsnowsnow. love work. love singing. love playing in the pow. movement is a choice. change is a choice. some things hurt. change hurts. growing huuurrrtttss. but new life comes from the death of certain habits and promises.
you probably know about being homesick. and about wanting to run in the heat and sunshine until you lay down out of breath on the grass. and let yourself swim in the blue of the sky. timing is everything. if I could only learn how to be patient for Him.
