Relentless Invitation

A tangible tension stretched the fabric tight
Brought on, at least in part
by a one week flight
Through the sky,
though from a shady storefront
Above the din of the 12 days of Christmas
My eyes were wrapped,
fixed on the fleeting
The sculpted statues made solely for the dollar
Wrestled my soul and pulled my brain wide left
Yet in the moment,
in the context of minutes
When I watched the water settle
and listened for the silence,
idling to a stall
I heard His voice,
His relentless invitation

“It is one thing to know Jesus Christ loves us and another thing to realize it. In prayer we slow down to a human tempo and make time to listen.” ~Brennan Manning 

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