Spirit

I’m not quite sure if I acknowledge you enough, though you are stapled to the top of my mouth, etched in my heart + forever on my mind. I am not even sure if I release the right amount of petitions, or shine bright enough for others to see where my light truly illuminates from. I don’t even think that my knees bend as many times as they should to allow my ego a break from drowning your voice. I often feel the weight of the questions that linger way after you remind me of your consistent faithfulness. Yet, I climb out of bed every morning with just enough of you to face my day, a mere fraction of you to share with others as a gentle reminder of your amazing love.

My doubts hang on lofty wishes that you place in my heart just to keep me humble + chasing my dreams. I am still waiting on what you have planned in the big grand scheme of things. Uncertainty knocks on my door with boxes labeled “return to sender”, but when I bring my requests to you somehow you make magic. So, I’ve quietly downsized to love + joy as remnants of fear try to hold me hostage. I cover my ears with faith + continue to serve.

I recently purchased a shirt with courageous written on it and I’m wearing it daily hoping it doesn’t shrink when I wash it in my ideas. My backpack only holds one prayer these days + that is for me to do the highest good. Let’s hope that somewhere in the Universe, there is a space being held for me to achieve just that.