Life And Love

The next bend. The next step. A new (or old) door to open. A window to climb out of. A plane to jump from. A tunnel to dig. The next page. A change in view, color, region, and occupied space. This next corner is upon me.

This new chapter is beginning to reveal itself and I am reeling in its anticipation but calm in its expected outcome.

My sister is now married and I have briefly relocated to see the this happen. But this too is passing and I find myself posturing to accept what God has already planned. I am spending the next several weeks to sit, listen, and seek Him. Knowing the next steps taken will, in His generosity, move me closer to an existence in a life lived more fully and with purpose. His timing is perfect. So I reside here. In this place that I once called home. Waiting for His invitation on this ever narrowing road that we navigate with a lamp and a prayer. God...Give me peace and grace and may your generosity abound.

I miss the roots that I have planted in San Diego. I have not been gone long but the separation brings a cleaner sense of clarity. A view from 8,000 feet. But is something different on the horizon. A view from another world. A scene from another shore. He knows this heart. And He knows how to help me find it.

I know what I don't want and more of what I do. I do not want what most are seeking and I do not wish for what we all want. But I yearn for a life more fully lived in the moment. A life spent living and loving and learning the heart of our Creator. I don't want to hold onto what was never mine. I do not want to create for novelty, fame or self preservation. But for the love of Christ that so richly indwells and for which that love changes the world one present moment at a time. He calls us to something different. Something foolish in the eyes of our spectators, our friends and our family. And I can only hope that this next bend in the river, this next step up the hill, will reveal more of His character and less of mine.  More of His power and less of mine. More of His Love and Grace and Purpose and Plan and less of mine.

This is it. The time is now. It always has been. For lifting souls. Letting go. From our skin to our core. To let Life and Love come rushing through the door.