Tuesday, December 27, 2011

illusive

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i feel illusive.
like wind on pavement or dust in darkness.

it's there, and i know it's there. it's fact.
but i feel like it's invisible, like secrets

it's my word for 2012.

down to four days and still only silence. i've sat with Bible open and candles lit and tea cup steaming with fragrance, and i've listened. but this lack of noise, this time of peace, has only led to my heart being filled and peace on white feathers roosting in my soul.

but it's been precious.

because want can sometimes translate to need in that language that only souls speak.  it's one of those mystery, known but unknown. the way Light shines the brightest when there is none and the way words that don't leave the lips can sometimes be the most beautiful.

you are not bound to loss and silence.
for you are not bound to the circles of this world.
all things must pass away,
all life is doomed to fade…
 :: and yet you are not without hope ::
// breath of life :: howard shore //

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so i'm still wordless. and i'm not rushing it anymore. i'm going to sit and breathe in the tea steam. i'm going to inhale this invisible Glory called grace and dance in the swirl of dustmotes in a sunbeam.

because it will come, just as He promised me it would in that night when He whispered
we will choose, you and I, dearheart. 

i'm rooted in that hill where death was trampled and the Word prevailed and veils tore from sacred top to bottom.

it's a beautiful sort of turbulance, the kind found when storms are settling and everyone feels it deep inside. the wind is hard, but slowing. the rain is tossing, but sweet.

and so i seek. and i wait. because when the word comes, and i know it will, it will be that sweet perfume after a cleansing rain.

it will be worth the wait.

11 comments:

  1. I am hosting a Best of 2011 blog hop and would love to have you link up a favorite post of the year. My site is. http://www.shandaoakleyinspires.com

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  2. Loving this post, Rachel. Tranquil and at peace... good for the soul =)

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  3. yes it will be worth the wait..and it will come..maybe when you've almost given up hope... there were times in my life i was waiting desperately for that word - of guidance, hope, peace and i remember i ran up the mountains in pouring rain to search for it...to be closer...to have him part his lips and speak..and when he spoke, it was so different from what i expected.. wishing you a peaceful start into 2012..

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  4. The opening is my favorite:

    " feel illusive.
    like wind on pavement or dust in darkness.

    it's there, and i know it's there. it's fact.
    but i feel like it's invisible, like secrets"

    This is my first time here. Love the layout, pictures, and music.

    ~Shawna

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  5. truly beautiful thoughts and reflections here. I especially like - want can sometimes translate to need in that language that only souls speak and it will be that sweet perfume after a cleansing rain.

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  6. smiles...it will come in time...and do take your time...patience i am continually learning....

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  7. it will come. i find that it is always something i want or need; something that is a little too big for me that i can grow into. within that transformation is my sacred life.

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  8. Blessings as you breathe deep and wait, rooted in that hill.

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  9. Powerful... write.
    'i'm rooted in that hill where death was trampled and the Word prevailed and veils tore from sacred top to bottom.'
    I could relate to it all..
    We just need to live in the now and that is the way one makes one's life beautiful... as life is as it is beautiful.

    Thanks for Sharing. Wish you have a happy new year. May you have peace, love and prosperity.

    Shashi
    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/12/whisper-no-one-is-there-in-living-haiku.html
    At Twitter @VerseEveryDay

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  10. I think that God blesses us in very special ways in our waiting -- in the obedience of our waiting. Looking forward to hearing what comes in this harvest.

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon