its an alaskan summer sunset. that means its very brightly colored. the umbrellas on the starbucks patio are spinning in the breeze. sunglasses are reflecting sun kissed mountain tops. i told my office manager today that i am taking a big deep breath and on the inhale attempting to bring as much of life as close into my heart and lungs as is possible. i want it all. all the adventures and opportunities and destinations that this life has to offer. but i can't have it all and life is tremendously short. and this is HIS STORY. i feel like its slipping through my fingers. like beach sand. but instead of of groping and grappling to keep it cradled in my palms i choose to watch it fall in slow motion. glinting off the sun. touching every particle of air. jumping on the breeze. piling up around my feet. on grain at a time. feeling it pile up around me and reminding me that i am the most blessed of people to be just one of those grains of sand. made to be beautiful. and made to be apart of the millions that fall at The feet. His feet. life cannot be caught and contained like a lightening bug in a jar but it can be freed and enjoyed like the sun released from a dark night. escaping the horizon. bringing all to light. i want to be trained to breath again. in and out. in and out. smiling. smiling. every breath hanging in the grip of surrender and salvation. i'm suspended in the balances of falling and reflecting. happy to be here. ready for the next breath of wind to take me on to the next dance.
surrender and salvation.