Wednesday, October 19, 2011

forgiven!




I saw a blank sheet of paper.

I imagine myself barefoot. I feel weak, but weak in a good way... as if I want to lay down before the LORD, curl up in HIs arms... as if I am nothing; nothing exists of my old self, the self of the flesh. My soul weighs nothing... I feel light and airy, like a thin line, like a thread. Like music. Like there's nothing behind these eyes that see. Like swaying back and forth. Like fabric blowing in the wind. Like blades of grass or a long, flowing dress.

Like barefoot and small.

Like the breath of God is sustaining me above the earth. And I slowly turn and sway while lifted in the air. My fingers waggle gently. I'm lifted up on a single note. I'm plain, not extraordinary, but naturally beautiful and free. As if all my actions and being is swayed by music -- by the breeze -- which are the same thing. = the very breath of God.


Am I beginning to understand what mercy should feel like?

Though your sins are like scarlet,
they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson,
they shall be like wool.


Isaiah 1:18

For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.

Colossians 1:13-14


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