Powerful words.
Untrue ones, but mighty nonetheless. Persuading me towards isolation even when it is not forced upon me, Convincing me to filter feelings through fear despite the safe space around me. Holding back, clamming up, shutting down, hiding out. Joining hands with the insecurities and devaluations of true identity. Inward gaze cannot alleviate, bolster or comfort. Upward stare. At Him compelled to look. Persuading me towards intimacy through the One Who died for me, Convincing me to dwell on the Source of Love, remaining steadfast for me. Fully secure, completely safe, entirely known, wholly loved. Imaging more clearly the God Who desires to be known. Convicting revelation promotes abiding, belief, and change. Unknown overthrown. Now Known enthroned.
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