Because the sparkling and stinging cuts-too-deep ruby blood in my soul drawn from the gift of this week is indescribable and the greatness of my Savior and God is unsearchable.
I can’t just sit there as unmoved as the stiff, solid wood bench beneath me, letting the details slip out through the cracks, as old fires die in ashes and are consumed by new rising flames and even brighter embers that glow.
Silence, to a voice almost shot from singing out with every ounce of oxygen inhaled into these trembling lungs, to a throat honey-coated to help ease the rough edge and refined in grace as my song playing falls more in tune, is not an option.
Sparks crackling under a curtain of starry mystery, velvet black pierced with a brilliant smooth light. Every detail and twist of this week, this life, played out for a greater glory.
Imperfect brokenness leading ever onward and upward to a better ending, while everything I thought I knew has crumbled to dust or been rebuilt upon the solid truth so gloriously.
This racing-thoughts, words spilling out and taken over self is left speechless, composure stolen, to be shaped into something better.
A glittering gold thread woven through every second of each 24-hour yet forever long day
This canvas packed with colorful experiences turned into a beautiful display
I have to speak up, a constant pull, an essential need
Can’t just sit back and waste another opportunity
Living on borrowed time and treating that responsibility well means no take backs or regrets
How is it possible to feel so very simple and genuine yet so extremely complex
Strong, yet weak, cracked, yet whole, unsure, yet BRAVE
Just tune out the inner negative commentary that continually plays
End the war that rages and worry about the message’s clarity some other day
Because ultimately it is not your art that is put out there on display
Let peace slip over your mind like the wrapped-in-a-warm-blanket kind of relief
Because the One who breathed life into your lungs, hung the stars, and wrote the words will give you what you need
The tidal wave of emotions has pulled and carried you along
But only to discover the shore where you belong
What are you giving God the glory for?
A million little ways and things words fail me to describe to full completion
Anything and everything that has contributed to His impacting of my heart for the kingdom
As I proclaim Him and give it all to His great name
Stories of His faithfulness that run so deep they’re in my veins
And I know within this is the amazing purpose I live for
Connected in a circle with love wrapped around all present
Filling in the spaces as we glimpse something transcendent
A deeper longing and wonder
Echoes of heaven thunder
The deep bass and driving rhythm taking over
Empty souls that long to be filled until they’re spilling over
So in being poured out, the broken can love the broken better
To be displays of His perfect patience in grace in all weather
To learn to seek hope and rescue together
Pursuing Christ and Paradise until finally in heaven forever
Not the storyline I would have chosen
But treasures of the dark somehow turn out golden
For girl with all the words tumbling around in her head
A love of all beautiful collaborations and imagery
That got stripped to simple yet profound intricacy
She’s living in real color the untouchable depth
Of greatness and grace
Ready to let them make their escape
Weary soul, home isn’t defined or made of boundaries of location
But in snapshots of indestructible and unsurpassable hope of forever spent in celebration