River.
I found my voice again.
Parched throat, dry tongue
now quenched with fresh water, delicious from the River
refreshing, nourishing, coursing through my veins
reviving every dead part of me
giving new found strength and all-surpassing joy & peace
washing away impurities, reminders and remainders of the past
bringing me to my knees once again
reminding me of what I am in the light of who He is
showing me why I’m here and what He wants
rebuilding in me what I let myself lose sight of
affirming my heritage and authority as a daughter of the King
breaking down moldy walls of religiosity and legalism
setting me free…
so I can sing, dance, write, speak, work, serve, go, teach, LOVE…
as I should.
Drowning ME… til I am gone.
(photograph courtesy of Mike Kwan
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