Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport

Garnet

We were running, running, running.  My lungs expired, my legs convulsed, and all my wants were through.

The siren air sang garnet around me.The billows of my white dress capered as I bathed in the passage. It seemed as if I was teeming into a thousand pirouettes, but I was still. I was still. And the wind was not.

Before Time Eternal

I’m in a thinking, reckoning place. The Trinity turns nothing into something. We were nothing; now, we are Something.

Anyways, I was about to get all “blog-tone-y,” but why? Here it is. Straight.

I have laid in the lowest cleft of the rock with nothing but a single, tiny thread attaching me to this physical world. There was nothing more under the sun to merit my staying alive. There still is not.

I have also danced atop the veriest precipice upon which the mire of this world appears unfathomable and I unreachable. Here, the prevailing wind galvanized me infinite.

And I have wept on the slopes of the in-between, hearing whispers of eternity.

I submit that these swings on the pendulum of time are just manifestations of the Fall that, however tangible, are specifically irrelevant, because what actually matters is the rock discussed in the aforementioned illustrations.

During an odd 3 day bout in which I barely slept, ate, drank, or interacted with other humans,-what those in the psychiatric field might call “neurosis,” but was really just the Holy Spirit-I saw many birds. One, out of a few that struck me in particular, sat, during a storm, unshakable upon this giant cross-interwoven-with-some-sort-of-heavenly-host-statue behind a church.. (I think God has to be a little cliché in order to make his point abundantly clear, sometimes).

Am Yisrael Chai.. a Hebrew phrase denoting the unconquerable spirit of the nation of Israel, God’s people.. if you believe in Christ as your savior, that’s you and me, too.

I know it feels like there are waves crashing over you…as soon as you stand from the thrashing of one, another befalls you. I know. But, understand my earnesty in saying: it is okay. It has been okay. It will be okay. It is okay. Don't give up, dear heart.

I pray, tonight, today, tomorrow, forever, that you would never break the softest gaze that ever befell you. Before time eternal, the eyes of the rock have been set on your heart.