The Unraveling

A water balloon-- So fragile. So sensitive. So vulnerable to the outside forces of the world that surrounds it. Yup, that's me.

I've been stripped of all that's so very familiar and have been left exposed, ready to explode at the faintest of "pokes." This past season has been full of all sorts of unearthing in my heart, leaving me so vulnerable to all those around me. What a humbling thing-- to be so unmasked before community, so broken and exposed before a God that longs to wrap His hands around our hearts, carefully mending all that's awry. Something that's so bittersweet about the flexive state of a water balloon is that it feels everything-- yes, everything. Not just the situational happenings that come through the sidewalk of life, but also the hands of a God that holds it. As my very-being is being inflated, pulled, and lengthened, I feel the security of a Father holding, protecting, and whispering to the greatest depths of my heart. What a comforting thing-- that at our weakest, most vulnerable state we may be so keenly aware of the nudges of a God that so fiercely loves us. It is in these times that our hearts become recalibrate to True North, the Good Shepherd, as we lift our eyes off of self and circumstance. It was in the time of embracing my nakedness to the world and others that I was able to take the magnifying glass off of myself and place it on those around me, noting the tracks of God's faithfulness so beautifully laced in and throughout my life. It is in the barren where I am able to see God work in the midst of my hardness, my shame, and my pride. I let God reveal God. And Him being Himself, that's exactly what He did and is still doing. All of this has made the nudges of the Holy Spirit even more so beautiful to me. The releasing of my stubbornness and pride towards life and those that filled it took away a hardness and festering bitterness that truly only affected my own mind. I was my own worst enemy because of what I let my thought succumb to. I used to think that falling on the ground was the worst, most embarrassing thing to happen, yet here, NOW, it has proved to be the most exquisite. In the midst of a hostile world and lying emotions, He gives confidence and forges courage in the most rugged of mountains and hardest of falls. He steels our hearts for long, hard days of quiet faithfulness. He resolves our hearts to follow Him in momentous decisions and small choices. He builds in us a brave resilience to welcome the state of a water balloon and enjoy the ride of pruning and processing that comes along with it.

I'm okay. You are going to be okay. We are all going to be okay.

But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit. 2 Corinthians 3:18

Savanna Brown