these are just some words that were floating around in my head, which im sharing with you now. most of these feelings are a result of the Race ending in 22 days + me trying to figure out how I feel about that:
passing like gasps
or long deep breaths
days and months go by.
one may fly,
another tarries.
yet together, these times are
amplifying
increasing
abundant.
taught by the shining day
or revealed by quiet night,
our lungs
have become full of life.
breathe in
out
deeply.
let it shape you.
//
can you hear the chimes of the eleventh hour?
the curtain is soon closing
with a weighty sigh
but those actors on stage are not the same as the ones from act one.
they have grown
changed
morphed
into better, fuller versions of themselves.
somehow it all feels brighter and fuller.
the manifestation of glorious life is better here at the curtain call.
//
crowns
given for endurance
for faithfulness
for righteousness.
why are we worthy?
why are we gifted?
it was not by our strength
but we are rewarded for it by the very one whom it belongs to
He reigns
so we reign
on golden thrones built
for Love
for Light
for Grace
for Him, our Lion.
