covers
the valley
obscuring
the mountains
from
my sight.
Tenderly
clinging to rose bushes
and
grass-covered yards
homes
are blanketed,
desperately
send smoke signals
through
their chimneys.
Soon
it lifts
as
if You’ve called it home
leaving
behind
crystal
remnants of the invasion.
A
little like you, Lord.
I
love crystal chandeliers, crystal candle holder, crystals hanging from any and
everything. Today, the sun shines
through the windows and captures the light and colors of the world that
surrounds them. Prisms of light dance
across the room in a playful display of joy… they pulse and radiate life…the
red of the rose, the gold of sun, the green of the ivy and maroon of the room
I’m sitting in.
Captivated,
I weep at the beauty. I see You in every
color, filling my life with passion and a hunger for more. More of the One that loves endlessly and
fervently. More of the One that pours
grace and mercy at the sound of “I’m sorry”.
More of the One that holds us when we are lonely, tired, lacking courage
or bravado. More of the One that takes
every tear and stores it in a bottle.
You’ve
spoken promises over my life. Promises
I’ve packed away to observe at a later date and determine whether I’m ready or
not. They steal around the atmosphere
today, peeking out from the crystal invasion, calling out to me, poking at me…
tag you’re it. And I am. It’s time to say Yes. It’s time to let go of the insecurities
holding me back from running to the doors You stand prepared to open. I’m ready to experience my defining moment,
my strong & courageous season, my such a time as this.
So I
stir, from the carefree radiance of my illuminated world, to your arms. One final waltz before we go…You and I…caught
in the continuum of beauty. Our Song of
Songs. The music ends. I curtsy as reality births itself from the
reverie. I take off my dance shoes; tack
on my armor and leave. Through You, all
things are possible. Ready or not, here
I go.
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