Energy turned inward turns sour.
A relaxed grip
A look outward
Expended on these in my care
And all that wasted tension
Spreads as something useful and
Warms outward in healing waves.
Love is an avalanche of healing fortitude.
Life’s entire ecosystem.
Not a locked up tension-puckered-toothless-soured littleton.
Always breathtaking and
Further than the eye can see.
No cheap, temporary, quarter-paid-for-a-limited-view from some man made platform.
Every crevice, ultimate horizon, expansive silence and thundering roiling
Is love’s claim.
Love changes everything.
All that’s worthy responsively?
Praise and thanks and glory remembered,
Celebrated, savored, taken in and poured back out.
Dear, dear Jesus. All and every smallness and bigness. Deeds done and undone… To You, my Lord. All offerings to You. Praise!
“Send forth your light and your truth,
let them guide me…
Then will I go to the altar of God,
to God, my joy and my delight…
Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God…”
(Psalm 43:3a, 4a, 5a)