You’re my blue.
“The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.”
John 3:8
I’m sorry but I’ve been trying so hard not to write anything.
I keep sighing instead.
I know it’s you reminding me that I’m deserving of your love.
The sun has been too hot these days. I’ve been restless for some nights now, and the sky has remained blue.
I wish I could say I’ve not been worried. I have. I love reassurance, but when I’m reassured, I find a very hard time receiving. Maybe there are just problems only you can fix. And there are two things I can’t run away from, you and me.
Please keep holding what I’m feeling.
Keep listening to my thoughts when i can’t. I’m going to have to say something eventually.
Keep sitting beside me even when I refuse to acknowledge you’re there.
“A wide opportunity is open for me, and there are many adversaries.”
I know I’m only having these difficulties because I’m doing the right thing. You even out the odds.
I’m not failing.
It cannot be failure if you’re still here.
And you’re always here to steady my heart, to ease my worries, to make this world less chaotic.
You’ve been here even when I’ve made it hard to receive you.
You are not only peace. You are poésy.
Maybe it’s why I can’t stop taking pictures of the sky.
Maybe the flesh keeps looking down, but the Spirit always lifts my eyes.
Maybe it’s because it’s you.
You’re my blue.
And I have to keep standing.
🥹❤️