the more i seek you
the more i find you
the more i find you
the more i love you
the more i find you
the more i find you
the more i love you
i believe i can reach greater breadth and depth than i have ever yet known. it feels so good to be able to even think these thoughts. last week i felt like an aborted chick, forgotten and left cramped, dark, and mutilated in an egg. in all my thrashing grief, i do believe the last painful stage of development was initiated (with His help) and i pushed my way out, but didn't realize it because i was so disoriented and therefore blind to any progress i may have been making at all.
now i'm sitting in a heap, not entirely well yet, but pleasantly surprised and grateful that somehow i've made it past the point of never being born.
i have a chance - i have a chance at life.
now for the slow process of unfolding, of learning to stand up straight and walk around with bright eyes.
now i'm sitting in a heap, not entirely well yet, but pleasantly surprised and grateful that somehow i've made it past the point of never being born.
i have a chance - i have a chance at life.
now for the slow process of unfolding, of learning to stand up straight and walk around with bright eyes.
your grace is enough
for me
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though perhaps you meant this as a divine offering, i see it also as what you should say to yourself.
the more i seek you
the more i find you
the more i find you
the more i love you
because you deserve love, tons of it, esp from yourself.
"the last painful stage," that morning air, chilled with the night's frost; as you breathe in the deep cedar smell of a new day it bites your nostrils and burns your throat.
at first your lungs reject the new air, so accustomed are they to the stuffy entrails of radiator dust. but, you breathe in deeper this time, your lungs clinging to the oxygen like a mother to her lost child.
not until they threaten to lurch their very being, exploding through your chest, do you dispel the air, now hot and foggy in the atmosphere.
this is a new day. your new day.
your spirit appears to be at the beginning of something, not the end. that is so good.
(love you, darling.)
from the deepest parts of my heart - thank you, friends.
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