flying over montana, i had just woken from my nap, to find myself knees on the ground, face in the toilet sick... here is what was going through my mind...
as i look at the earth, blanketed in snow,
covered with white for as far as the eye can see,
i hear the stillness say, behold i make all things new.
as i look in my heart,
seeing the undigested,
the uncared for, and searching for the unburdened.
i hear the stillness say, behold i make all things new.
its really the signs of the heart, in the natural and in the spirit. for most of today i just felt awful, very tired and very laxodasical. i felt in the pit of my stomach and the back of my throat that i just needed to let it go, and maybe that would fix everything.
was it something i ate? i'm not sure... a way i've been treating my body, maybe so.. but the truth of the matter is, once i knew it was time to come up, and i put myself in a place where it could, i came out feeling better.
how often does our soul feel that way, when we know we need to let something out, let go of something, but we hold it in hold it in for fear of embarrassment, or a lack of any good thing... but when he time comes and we let it go... we're made back into that whole new person.
PTL
Thursday, January 8, 2009
airplane thoughts...
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ahh, a parable. a modern day story w/ spiritual analogy.
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