I'm sitting here at the edge of a steep hill in my new home in California feeling the ocean breeze cool my skin as I peek at its source far down the hill and over the expanse in front of me.
It is beautiful.
And very poetically appropriate.
I feel like I'm sitting here at the edge of a precipice, looking into what is coming. Like the beginning of C S Lewis' Silver Chair, when Jill Pole is overlooking the expanse before she begins the adventure that will change her life.
I can feel the gentle breeze of the Spirit, moving and swaying the trees around me, cooling my tense nerves and prompting me to just take in the beauty that is laid out before me.
Like a wedding gown spread out across the bridal chamber the morning the bride wakes up to take her vows, I feel all of this expanse of beauty and peace laid out before me.
Just waiting for me to take it in and dress myself in it.
But not yet.
I feel the need to move slowly. To take in the beauty so that in the chaos of the journey I can remember these moments. Remember the beauty that I am immersed in. The beauty that I can see from high atop my hill of peace.
I'm anxious to start out now. Anxious to begin the journey.
But I will wait.
Wait until the Spirit says it is time to arise and join the dance of the swaying branches surrounding me. As they move with the wind in a beautiful dance of chaos mixed with perfect order, I am drawn to join in. But I will wait. I will wait and I will watch and store the beauty in my heart like a picture book of Gods promises. I will wait and let my heart sing and twirl with the rhythm that I can feel stirring inside of my soul.
As Im sitting here, there's a sort of theme song in my head by Rend.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yhH8vVxc16Y
And it fits just how I am feeling.
As Im sitting here, there's a sort of theme song in my head by Rend.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yhH8vVxc16Y
And it fits just how I am feeling.
