weeds and breezes

❂
knees aching. tiny needles staking claim in places on my fingers.

sun beating. heating up; sweat tracks a path along my nose.

dripping wet, gripping stems, my chin is set, my jaw is clenched.

we don't get to pull these weeds and seeds of doubt so easily.

and then,

a breeze.


thank You, Jesus.
Grace exceeds abundantly above again.

heat is lifted, and the love You are fills my head with the scent of beautiful compassion, passion, splashing on my face, a sweet release of Living Water.

God, You are my peace, my portion fair, my prize my prince my patience;

Permeating spaces i press tightly in the laces of my hands
(squeezing shaking fists, close tighter tighter tighter tighter)


now i can let go and let You go


let You go, and go and go and go and go
❂