Promises and Breathing

It’s been so long.

    I can let things go too easily.            Then in others, I can clench too direly.

If only the right instances were applied to the right reactions.
If only I could cling to the lasting. The promising. The love and grace.
If only I could release the hurtful, the disappointing, the questioning and fear.

Some days surprise me with their brightness and laughter which organically flow from my entire self.
Other days disgrace me with their hovel-hovering moods, their wide-eyed fear, their unsteady footsteps.

        I long for the wrong things for so often – I long for it just to be easier.

But I’m never promised easy.
I’m promised security.
I’m promised love that won’t break apart,
won’t dwindle,
won’t pile conditions to be met
or personality quirks to be changed.
I’m promised arms to hold me when I crumble,
every time.

I’m promised ears to listen and hear each thought of my mind and syllable of my lips,
ears that will never stop perceiving or seek something better to discover.
I’m promised love.
To be loved wholly
Fiercely
Protectively.
Redeeming-filled
Cleansing spilled
Fault-covering
Peace-hovering
Treasure-naming love.
Truth.
It’s not in the eye of the beholder.
It’s constant. Unwavering. 
Life saving and purpose defining.
    It is what I need more of today. Hours from now. Weeks from now. It is what I will always need. 
Because I’ll never need more love than I already have.
I just need reminding of fact versus fiction
slithering lie versus conquering certitude.
So I’ll write it out.
I’ll read it over. 
I’ll unpack Word and tear open binding.
I’ll breathe still. Breathe again.

4 Comments on “Promises and Breathing

  1. Oh friend…this deserves to be printed out and tucked in a place you'll discover it often.

    I don't have any words, but I don't need them. There are none lacking here…I'll just breathe them in again.

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  2. You – are soothing to my heart right now……oh thank you. Those three words, and my hand to my heart are all I can do in the wake of your knowing.

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  3. Dear Leigh,

    What a gifted writer you are…and these words:” Because I'll never need more love than I already have.

    I just need reminding of fact versus fiction
    slithering lie versus conquering certitude.” Yes, praying for conquering certitude for both of us…

    I think I will have to tweet this 🙂

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  4. You are a kindred spirit and I am increasingly aware of how blessed I am to be “getting to know” you. I've not been writing much lately. At all. Lisa-Jo sharing my testimony reminded me what I truly need most days is words. Lovely written words. So just now, I came back to Five Minute Friday. I finally made the time that was needed. This post – was oh so needed on this day. So much has been floating around my brain lately. It needs release.

    Words and support like yours gives me so much joy and renewed energy to keep the steps. Thank you Dolly. Always. 🙂

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