taking a deep breath and releasing it in one gush seems to be the trend for me nowadays. the onslaught of thoughts rolling, clashing, remembering, defining, convicting, encouraging-they are my current company. i offer each of them a seat when they come. hospitality is a must, isn't it?
i say to each, "please sit awhile with me because you are my company. you have come to visit."
our communication consist of mental images and sounds and my responsive sighs. i would have rather offer a cup of tears than a plate of sighs.
crying is near impossible for me. i have astigmatism. to be more precise, i have a selective astigmatistic heart. i easily cry for others. i cry with others. i can't cry for myself. i've tried, but i couldn't. i would choose to cry over sighing any day. crying is cleansing. crying is healing. crying is restoring.
one day soon i believe, Jesus will show me the origin of this particular malfunction. then i will soar with HIM and have a rain party. the rainbow will seal the deal and the ramblings of my heart will have acquired additional flavors to share.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
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