Saturday, November 14, 2015

Clawing to hang onto peace

The highest point we are familiar with is not enough. We have to go higher.

Hanging out in the murky water occasionally will not give us identity or peace. Knowing we are not guilty or shameful and not allowing others to place that on our skin.

Rise above. Take me up above the garbage.
Not who I previously claimed to be but a new creation. One that cannot be stained by standing in the wrong position.

Grime does not stick. Innocence and purity is who we proclaim now.
Acting justly and humbly to those that cast us in a poor light. Forgiveness walks before me.

No one said it would be easy. The most difficult bumps are the unexpected.
Freedom, He said. But it doesn't come without declaration.

The sacrifice has been offered, now it has to be ingested.

Painful, growing, burning. Suffering.
This life is for a moment. A leaf in the wind.

Our time is short. The end...significant.

Scratching to hang onto peace. No one can steal, unless it is given away.
Peace above all circumstances, He said.

Touch it, smell it, float in it. Peace.
I am the Living Water, He said.

We are not desperate for the world. We are desperate for the ONE.
See us. Know us. Love us. Forever.








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