IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS
HIDDEN BY GRACE
HE REPLACES THE TORN
AND BRUISED
STITCHING THE CORE
AND SEALING THE WOUNDS
THAT PAST DEFINED
AS "YOU"
I am finding that I am slowly becoming more aware of the Spirit. Sensing when He wants me to see something. Hear something. Write something. Say something. He is showing me that He is evident in every thing. In every body. He is using me. I am not using Him. He doesn't need me. But He loves me enough to allow me to see Him. To feel Him. He is showing me what the true components of His love are. Not what I think His love is. He is turning my perspectives into His perspectives. The perspectives I was first created with. He is turning my desires into His desires. But the most beautiful part of this transformation, is that I am being transformed into me. Into my true identity. Into who I was always meant to be. Every day I wake up and start my day, and by the end of every night I have realized a slight change of heart. I don't know when it occurred. But by the grace of God it did. There is nothing more beautiful than feeling beautifully made and desired by the creator of the heavens and earth. By the creator of freakin' ligers and humungo whales the size of yachts. I know that this super serious meaningful statement of transformation just took a turn to ligers and whales, but for some reason that is bafflingly spectacular to me!
