Embracing Freedom: A Journey of Thought and Spirit

It's been a little while since I last blogged. I suppose I've just needed some time to keep my words and thoughts to myself and do the listening and taking-in for a while. It's so nice to recognize when it's needed and just allow myself the guilt-free break. I suppose mine was more a post-break recognition of both the need for the break and the grace to allow that for myself without feeling guilty the I wasn't "performing". It's never to be a performance, as much as it is to be a purpose.

It's nice sometimes to just sit and let thoughts flow out of my heart and mind, and down through my fingertips, though. Leaving no room for regard as to what perceptions and thoughts might be taken, or had, by the onlooker or reader. I create a good bit of space in my life toward thought, and being concerned with what others might think has long been a plague I have fought--overanalyzing. I don't know that that was always the case, though. As a kid, I feel I was much more apt to just jump into something without careful calculations of what might happen to me, or what thoughts it may create in others. Have you experienced such?

Life has a way of teaching reservation--a word I sometimes think a less fearful way to say "fear", ha. I feel life has taught that to me--whether that be for my good or toward my demise, I'm still in the--you'll never guess--thinking stages of. I find myself in frequent conversations with God about it. He is the only observer I find worth knowing the thoughts and perceptions of. I want to know what I do is in regard to Him and Him alone. Sometimes I feel he beckons me back to a bit more of that childlike state of carefree movement and flow I was so akin to as a child. Perhaps a call to the kingdom is what I'm hearing in those times--- a "Let the little children come."

It makes me think of the verse, "Where the spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom."

Oh, freedom!

The word itself creates in me an image of a wide open space. Non-restricting, but allows for movement, learning, and change. Like the wind as it roams about the earth--making the trees dance, the leaves sing, the birds soar, and the sails luff. The wind, amazingly, is somehow carried and carrying.

And so, I leave you with a verse for thought, come alongside me and let's ponder together:

John 3:8 -- The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.

May the Spirit carry you, as the wind is carried, my friend.