Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Awake My Soul

"How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes...I struggle to find any truth in your lies. And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know; my weakness I feel I must finally show... Har har, har har, har har, har har... AWAKE MY SOUL... For you were made to meet your Maker..."

Sometimes my heart gets so sad when I see how the world tries to "keep God out."

Oh wait, did I mention that I like to get deep right off the bat?

Anyways...it's probably obvious from my first post and now the start of this one, that I love music. I think everyone knows that song by Mumford & Sons... I just really, really believe that we were made to meet our Maker, and more-so, to know Him, to be in constant, flowing relationship with our God. There's nothing weird about that, so before we all build up those walls that we've become so efficient at automatically constructing, think for a moment... You can't escape God. God is everywhere. God is LOVE. There's just really no sense in trying to hide, though I think we all try to sometimes. We may as well invite Him in. Whatever we're doing, wherever we've been, it doesn't affect our Maker's love for us. We're not a surprise to God. How could we possibly surprise the One who made us? God already knows every single thing about us. Every. Single. Thing. And, He already loves us more than He ever could. It's so crazy. Crazy... Beautiful... Totally mysterious. He's not mad at you. He's not disappointed in you. [He's not mad at or disappointed in meeee... A little reinforcement is always good]. 

Since becoming a Mom (to Isaiah and Samaira, who will be two next month), I so often have these moments where I am so incredibly overwhelmed with my love for them and with how badly I want their lives to be fulfilling, and joyful...to be RICH with love and happiness and peace. And then, sometimes,  an almost unimaginable outpouring of love floods me from The One who created me, as if to say, "how do you think I feel about you?" I'm a flawed parent, but my Creator is perfect. As a parent longs for such things for their precious children, God longs for even better for us... 
It's outrageous. Outrageous love.

To (partially) quote a friend of mine, we all exist "in the limitless potential of divine creation." I think that's a pretty hopeful place to exist. I just wish we could all take the "weirdness" out of it, put down our defenses, open our hearts...perhaps even ask, "awake my soul?"






Oh, and by the way, "har har" (lyrics above) is translated as "Infinite Divinity" or "The Creative Infinity", just in case you wondered...

Friday, July 12, 2013

"Is this my life? Ahhh... Am I breathing underwater?"

It's a song...and about a month ago, it became my anthem of sorts. Finally, I feel I can breathe again...if only for right now, I'll take it. Am I okay? Are any of us, really? The key difference to me not being okay a month ago and me not being okay now, is the fact that I am now okay with not being okay...which makes me okay. I can laugh at it. Embrace it, even. I am so happy to not be perfect. Did I think I was? Not that I was aware of. Did I think I could be? Who knows...who cares? Not me. I didn't even realize how much pressure I had been placing on myself to "be good"...which is funny, considering we'll never be perfect. Not in ourselves. Not in this messed up, yet glorious life. I am perfect in my imperfection...a big mess and totally loved, totally okay, totally safe. Do I feel that way all the time? Hell no. I am where I am though, and that's right where I should be. I'm trying to stay mindful to be grateful for my challenges and for the growth opportunities they provide, even (and especially) when they just plain seem super sucky.

"And it's over, and I'm going under...but I'm not giving up, I'm just giving in..."

And so sweet it is, to just breathe...