You may say, I can only be open.
on my own, when I’m alone, in the shower
or with people your same age, gender, or ethnicity
or on the stage or in the background
or standing up or sitting down
or in a place you know or in a place that’s completely new to you
what if you could be open anywhere, anytime, with anyone
what if you could extend your hand to the universe and say,
“I’m ready, regardless of the circumstances.”
Perhaps it’s only a matter of willingness and practice
that divides the two frames of mind.
All that is around is God’s divine creation,
so why not experience all of it?
If you’re ever caught in the rain, it’s only natural to seek shelter,
but what if you stopped and stood and turned your head to heaven,
and began to catch the rain in your mouth, taking in every last drop
This torrent is a gift from God after all, and sure it’s a lot to take in,
but why shy away from it? Just as plants are watered by the rain,
so too can we be.
Whether that rainfall is actual or metaphorical,
we have the power to take ownership of it, to use it for our betterment,
rather than our detriment, to enjoy life to its fullest and realest,
even when the rain falls
Waiting to be called
to not rush ahead,
to go the speed limit,
to see my opportunity
and take it
to be okay with being empty-handed
until the LORD wills, fills it up.
I’m leveled by a simple question:
who are you really?
The answer changes, but the asking is so helpful.
I walked into your party with a Bible in my pocket
You didn’t care
You asked me to dance
You’re always asking me to dance.
I moved without a care in the world and you got a kick out of it.
Sometimes, the best moments in life are just letting go.
I think life is a constant struggle
to move from a closed fist
to an open hand.
I prefer traveling light,
open arms give more room