Faith and fear.
They both have exquisite imaginations.
The ability to dream up powerful outcomes for any given moment.
Fear dreams up potential dangers that may lurk unseen in the dark;
Faith dreams the future in a quite beautiful, rose tinted light; possibility.
And every day,
gives us the opportunity to exercise one, or the other.
Both valuable in their own right.
Fear in its essence, is protection from danger.
Faith is courage, power enough to step.
To step into the day,
I don’t know about you.
But faith has a lot to teach me about how to look at the future.
Faith has a lot to do with the power to exercise movement.
Each and every movement of our lives,
done in faith,
beyond, forwards, up.
And it has nothing to do with the stepping being dependent
upon whether it ends up messy or not;
our humanity just does not allow that kind of certainty.
Mess IS life.
Faith is there for the mess
As the voice,
That calls us beyond it,
in spite of it,
Over and over,
Forever and always.
If the extent of our fear goes as far as
Securing us tightly in a world of
maybe that is too far.
We are locking ourselves away
Void of faith,
Void of power to move and freely;
Love can only flow to the open hands.
To the open wound.
To the heart behind the tears,
that have been allowed to flow.
That’s all love requires,
Maybe we need to invite part of what is the essence of this life
Back into our hearts and movements daily;
It’s a risky business.
But every single step we take is done
One is more suitable,
For a moment, than the other.
For the sun shines
Upon us all,
Whether we choose to stand in the shade,