.: a peace that breathes :.

Something beautiful happens when all of our relationships (with God, with others, and with self) are all in harmony and perfect working order. When everything is at peace, and we see better than ever before where our heart lies in the midst of being involved with everyone around us, we breathe deeper and long to venture even further. And we know it at a soul level, when everything is as it should be. We have longed for this place, and now that we are here, we would be even willing to fight for it at the first inkling of it passing. What are the things that so often steal it from our grasp? We never wanted to stir things up for that effect alone, nor would we hold onto our woundedness once we see it for what it is (though once this was not true). And yet we live day to day, knowing that our honesty may cost us again in the near future. But it is a price that we would pay time and again for what it promises down the road. The defensiveness that raises itself up in the face of being cut deeply has its limitations, for it will never allow us to grow. We want to be here. We have longed to be here. And we might even hope to bring others with us, knowing that they too are weighed down in this particular section of their own stories. But we can rest only in the hope that we will experience this feeling once and for all in the return of the One who heals what so often finds itself wronged.