Thursday, November 7, 2013

Come, even flawed

He draws me out of the cave and asks me, "what are you doing here?"

Like He did with Elijah, He invites me to stand, as I am: Naked. And whole.

With all that I am and all who I have been . . .

With my wonder and worry . . .

With the fear and the fury . . .

With all that I want to be, hope to be, and think I should be . . .

He asks me to "Come": out of the margins and into His glory.
     Free. Full. Flawed. 

And so I stand, sacrificing comfort and control.

Willing . . . to be Me.

Willing for whatever.


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