nashville, tn

this weekend jesus took my hand.
i shuttered because it had been a while since we had touched.

we walked along mountainous terrain.

up and down.
up and down.
up and down.

i arrived overdressed, so he encouraged me to shed layers.
i did, and i felt lighter.
...a lot less heated.

he made it a point to keep our fingers interlocked.
even in moments when i felt smothered, and wanted
to slip my hand out of his, he kept me close.
by saturday morning i was done trying to pull away.

...and my head was perfectly clear:


i was granted grace. again.
singing robins woke me up each morning.
none of nina's words were misunderstood.
i sat with a past lover and remembered why i loved him.
elders screamed the urgency for my work.

everyday jesus sat me in front of beautiful bay windows
and encouraged me to look at all of my life.

i left with this

for the first time ever...i actually held my dreams.
how special.