The Breath of Change
the winds of change are coming. i can feel it all the way down to my bones. its the way the sun shines more golden hues instead of white, its the sounds of children back in school, and the lines of nervous teens and parents in line at the stores with baskets filled high of must haves to live out the year. its the crickets that start to make an appearance and the bolder rustle of leaves...almost as if they are whispering 'do you see me? are you watching? get ready cause im gonna put on a show...you think im just plain and green and dull...well get ready...are you ready? are you watching?'
i am.
i am watching Lord. breathless and nervous with anticipation.
i am ready to see what this new season of life holds.
i am ready to watch how you unveil your glory and power.
i am ready to see where you will put me in that story.
i am ready to start that new part, the part where you call me to new things that challenge me and pull out the inadequacies. the things that will cause me to laugh and cry and scream and love and grow and change.
i may hate the actual act of changing but i love that moment where you can feel its breath on the back of your neck quietly saying...are you ready?
its that moment where everything stills. and there is this quiet almost humid timeless moment...where you know you will never be the same from that moment on and that it will be the start of something big...even if you dont quite know what...but you feel it...as the wind begins to whisper into a gust and your soul knows that you have felt the breath of God.
again.
and it brings a sweetness like no other.
my heart yearns for cooler weather and bright golds, reds, and oranges in the trees but till then i will sit in the sweetness of the knowledge that it IS coming. and it is that, that i will hold onto for the time being.