I lean forward into tomorrow while all that is within me cries out for change, cries out to be more wholly His.
Each day I choke out the flesh that would suffocate me, cutting it out if need be, so I can take up the cross that beckons me follow.
And I follow into the unknown that is only known to Him. There faith is found intertwined with longing. A longing to follow the echoes that lead me toward His righteousness.
So, I lean not only into tomorrow, but into the hope that permeates the underlying melancholy.
And tonight, in the space between tomorrow and yesterday, I breathe deep until I remember I am alive and I bask in a love so complete that it undoes me.
2 comments:
Jadie, this is exquisite. I hear your heart's cry, so plaintive, so longing. He will answer. Keep dying to self. Thank you for this. e.
"I bask in a love so complete it undoes me" what a beautiful place to be. Lovingly taken apart by the one who made you, gently cleaned, repaired and built again. His complete love undoes me, too.
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