Fight In The Light

Lord as the world gets darker…I find myself a little more brave to chase every light. Colors of wildflowers you created. Sunsets and sunrises. I chase the sound of belly laughter. I am in awe of moments where people cry safely together. Those deep cleansing tears. Arms wrap around one weeping. Faces lean in to feel the sweat and tears and imperfection. A bigger picture is painted.
The chaos of connection. I want to venture in further. This is what you do. Your heart is perfect, and I crave it. When peace is found in the snuggles of a puppy; In the strong holding of hands through suffering; In ears pressed against a loved one’s chest; In music that makes us fall apart or come alive. The sounds of creation. I remember that a higher lifting of voices has always been one of your favorite things. You call us higher. You call us forth. Further into the beauty that is you. Further into our true identities. We are expressing, (sometimes screaming) that we need exactly you. So here I go. Weapons of love in hand. I will move through uncertain trees in these mountains. Growing, crowded, painful, misunderstood, powerful, and beautiful life. Because of a different world I have seen. It is yours. Forever wild. I am sprinting towards freedom, and faith like a child. You’re too good to me. I don’t know what will happen. That’s okay. Father, it’s okay. I’m learning to trust in a jungle where much is not “okay.” So call me forth. I’m here. Cover my loves under your wings.
The earth is rich beneath my feet.
Take us into the wild.

Ahni Beth.