My
heart grew hot within me,
and as I meditated, the fire burned.
-Psalm 39:3
I have been hiding something.
A presence so consuming, so encompassing, I’ve fought time and time again to
conceal it. Something I have truly been suppressing, no matter how much I've
danced about it on some semblance of a floor. Truly.
Something spectacular is
rising up within me. And there is no
other way about it.
There is something inside of
me that cannot stay hidden, cannot stay sleeping. And I think this realization
has become a break between my old, frail life since the beginning of this year
and what is to come, what I am imploring to explode into the sky of my eyes.
I think that it is time. Once
and for all.
God has woven words into my
being, through the fabric of my soul and settled into the sea of my heart. I
cannot let them bob around and slowly sink. I owe it to Him to do something
with who He has made me to be. I must not be silent.
This feeling is so strong
right now, I taste its ink-splashed texture in my veins.
Which reminds me.
There is something you should
know.
We are more powerful than we
think. More powerful than we can imagine and fully realize.
I think God put His Spirit
into us so we can take this power and wield it to what we are meant to use it
for. To blaze God's name into the night, lit and lasting, in our own,
beautiful, terrifying way.
I know you might be feeling a
lot of nothing right now. Ashen and full of fading embers, even. But I hope
that the flame inside decides to burn once more. That your heart grows hot with
the sweet smoke of hope that catches fire and burns. And that you nurture and
kindle it so masterfully that it cannot be contained into the corner it has
found its way into. You are already rising. I feel it in my bones. And I know
you can feel it, too, uncomfortable under your skin. Scratching its way to the
surface.
Let it out. Who knows the
heat to which it will blaze.
Prayer:
Lord, You have placed a specific passion
and desire within me. You have created it to be of good use, to proclaim Your
splendor. Though I am timid and feel unworthy of such a gift, it is mine all the
same and You want me to be bold and brave and breathlessly take hold of it.
Please give me strength to take up such a task, and let me lean on You to set
this side of me on fire. Amen..
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