it was in the prayer room, the day outside was sunny but my nerves were all out of wack.
I cried. and it felt good. because I was being real. I was how I was.
today we decided that this year will be about rest
knowing that Jesus loves us in a remarkable way
that we can hold a butterfly on our palm, not a fist clenched around it scared if we don't perform or hold on we may lose it
we dont' need to hold life
so all the powder falls off of it's wings
we can hold it with our hand open, watching it, marveling, enjoying God
(thanks Jana)
no longer is it our lives with God added
but God
just
God
and our lives shoved into the little places we can fit them into
because God has overtaken and the thing we love most is just to sit with Him
in his temple and
cry
because
he
is
so
beautiful
if we could just look at him, we'd have happiness
this year
we won't be so aware that people are upset or challenging or unhappy
because God's happy and that is really what our attention should be on
anyhow
thanks brooke and sarah for entering into this with me, or letting me enter into it with you
love!
1 comment:
i went back in there and cried today, too. then the crying gave way to resting, leaned up against Him.
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