Tonight my arms ache.
It’s faint tonight. Some days the
feeling is stronger. On other days I
couldn’t detect the longing at all. But
for this moment, I really want to hold a baby.
I want to. Pour. Out. Love. To
wrap myself around and into the future and the past of a little one, their pain
and their happiness and their needs and their giftedness.
The more I love and want to love, the more I want to hug
someone tight. And the more I don’t get
to, the more all this physical reality demands to be expressed. If my body can’t push out, against another
human being to love them, then it will push from within, and it’s so
weird! My emotions will so react to
being a physical being restrained, that sometimes I’ll do something physical
just to be real. I’ll throw something, playfully
shove a friend who’s teasing me, or on a very good day – find a friend (or
friend’s child) to hold tight for just a few moments.
I don’t want to forget.
I want these experiences to form me.
I want to prepare to express love well.
I pray for gentleness to balance out all this feisty energy right
now. I want the desires of my heart to
cast me into the arms of my good God. I
wait on Him.
To God be all glory.
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