She was a somber girl, the color of fear. She wanted to be the color red. Vibrant. Sure. Fearless. The shadows led her. Left, right, it didn't matter as long as they could keep her from going straight ahead. The darkness whispered to her, lies and half-truths, deception, of what kind was unimportant, just as long as she was deceived. She could not see. She could not hear. And all who saw her, heard her, spent any time with her at all, thought just one thing about her: fear. She was the image of it, the essence of it. She was a breath, a vapor; directionless, purposeless, meaningless. The opposite of red. The opposite of alive. She was defeated. But for her rescuer, she would have stayed that way until her days came to an end. But...
They say fear takes up a lot of space. It takes up all the space. It takes up childhood and laughter; songs, poems, stray thoughts. It steals hope outright and plots the demise of tomorrow, yesterday, and days we would wish into being. It blinds, of course, and binds. It depletes. It wastes away. Though it could kill suddenly, it relishes in slow death. It savors the moment.
Rage won't stop it. Trying and striving and effort, staying one step ahead and locking all the doors, won't even slow it down.
But perfect love casts it out. Love in all its unmatched restoration is like a fire in front of it and a wave behind it. Love is a mighty sweeping hand that knocks it to the side and helps you up. You breathe the next breath as though it were your first. You cry, because you can not speak. Not yet. You touch and feel for the first time. Cold, hot, textures and sensations unavailable before then, before the rescuer came. There was a time before this, a moment or a lifetime of chains, but now it is all different. There is air in my lungs. Life in my eyes. I am the color red, deep within my soul I am on fire. I am raging and burning bright. I can see. And all who see me, hear me, spend any time with me at all, see it too. They ask what it is. What is that ferocious light, what is that perfect love I see, crave, what is that? And I tell them it's Jesus. That is all I have to say. The rescuer came for me! And for you.
Inspiration, from a new friend:
Oh my goodness! This is stunningly beautiful!!!!! Powerful and resonates with my healed heart. Beautiful!ReplyDelete
Beautifully worded Sandi.ReplyDelete
'You cry, because you can not speak.'
This is exactly what I do Sandi when I think of the love the Lord has for us, because I can not put it into words.
This is beautiful. Fear does take up ALL the space but the Rescuer comes...oh yes, He comes.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Mindy!Delete
Fear takes up a lot of space indeed... I say: scoop!ReplyDelete
Powerful words! There IS no fear in LOVE! Praise God for His Love expressed to us through His Son...taking away all our fears. Thank you for this message today.ReplyDelete
Hello, wonderful post. Fear does take up space and steals all hope. Thank God for taking away the fear. Great message, enjoy your weekend!ReplyDelete
Hi Sandi, This is just an excellent post. The bottom line ... Love wins! This post is a blessing. Thank you Sandi!ReplyDelete
Hi Sandi, Love this post you share. Love does conquer all and crowds out fear that steals our joy and hope. Thank God the greatest blessing is Love! Thanks for stopping by and your sweet comment. Have a wonderful week ahead. xoReplyDelete
This is incredible writing. Love it!ReplyDelete
Very telling, very true.ReplyDelete
Love and fear juxtaposed. Liked that line ....She wanted to be the color red. Says a lotReplyDelete
Thank you for this wonderful reminder. I needed to hear this today!
So beautiful writing..ReplyDelete
Powerful. And fear is a killer.ReplyDelete
Very powerful post...and a wonderful message.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Pat.Delete
Hello, I found you over at Rebecca's.ReplyDelete
Love this piece!! Powerful and profound..
Thank you, Lucy! Nice to meet you.Delete
I am dealing with a family issue right now, and your post is what I really needed to hear today, thank you. Yes, LOVE is truly a most precious gift.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Sheri! Glad to hear it helped.Delete
tears are so important in times when all other windows of expressions are closed .ReplyDelete
i am touched by your powerful writing!
I had never noticed this sitting out there on your sidebar before. What a poignant moving piece of writing. This should be published and read from the rooftops of the world! It is an amazing indepth look at the life of so many of us. Love to you- xoDianaReplyDelete