pilgrim

the path is long and the way is insecure.
the light amidst the darkness burns faintly from a far-off distance & reminds us to press onwards. our very nature cries out in fear for the uncertainty that presses around us, spurring us against the grain. indulging our senses amounts to unrealistic emotions and misguided judgements. we flourished in the darkness before the blindfold had been removed. made friends with the very creatures that kept us hunkered down in our shame & despair. a safety net which quickly became our very downfall and unraveling. like a curtain torn in two, was the way our darkness was shattered & splintered into the past. overcome with the unveiling, our knees hit the ground and we covered our eyes with those same sinful hands. He is there. abounding with love; a heart overflowing with joy far beyond measure for a child willing to return. pushed past the pain and anger, she makes her way through the jungle and maze of her broken, forgotten heart. a light brings forth an unfamiliar smile on her face and crumbles the walls and armor, unneeded. she comes alongside Him and places those hands within His like a cherished treasure. sin has found its secure place in the depths, and love has replaced the shadows benearth her eyes. a new way unknown but uncovered by the very Creator of light & life. He smiles and the tears of transformation glimmer and fall to the ground. her heart comes undone & she sees Who was there all along. her Savior has pulled her from the grave and a cleansing tidal wave of forgiveness restores her sanity and pulls her to her feet once more. her heart has awakened to the very reason for its creation. she was never forgotten or unloved.
she is His.

written during Discipleship II class on 08.23.08