The struggle sharpens our spiritual eyes to see beyond seeing. The struggle is purpose-full.
What would happen if you gave real responses to this question?
What would you say in response if you encountered real responses?
Then Monday morning happened. We woke up to the news that Iquitos was on total lock-down. Airports, seaways, and roads were all shut down. We were not allowed to leave. No one could get in. No one could go out. We watched as all flights got canceled domestically and internationally. We were stuck, and no one knew for how long.
The battle rages within.
What I want to do versus what I ought to do.
Through these lenses of war I make decisions.
Daily choices, that determine the outcome of life and living.
Imagine a world where I am me, and you are you. A world where me being me does not take away from you being you.
I have no idea where I am
I have no inkling as to where I am going
Certain uncertainty that is all I am sure of
The more you resist it, the harder it is.
The more you tense up,
The more difficult it is to get into the position you need to be.
The more you try to force it,
The less you are able to accomplish.
Running used to be a method by which I cleared my mind. The pain gave me something concrete to focus on. When the pain was not enough to drown out the thoughts anymore, when I could not outrun myself, I stopped.
“The Waiting Place for people just waiting. Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go, or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or a No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting”
The steering jerked to the right – towards the 18-wheeler. I watched in complete silence as the car spun towards the back end of the truck. I was so sure that we were going to smash into the back of the truck. It was a literal ‘Jesus take the wheel’ moment.
Yet nothing remains the same
Each sway simple
But its purpose unique
The momentum, always timely
“I’m in the presence of my King”
“Then if You’re not done working; God, I’m not done waiting!”
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