A DECLARATION 

These days I often find myself thinking about choice and response.
Have I really thought about the choices I’ve made and carry them with the necessary ownership and responsibility? There’s no room for blaming others here….

Do I understand fully that, though I most certainly don’t control the circumstances of life and the way people treat me, that I am ultimately responsible for and in control of my response only?

So, in light of the new year (you can read ‘Of New Years Resolutions’ for my take on those), I have decided to pen down what are not necessarily goals for this year only, but what I pray will become a way of life.

I have penned down the posture I desire to see my heart to hold and the song I long my heart to sing.

To make a difference, to live fully, to love deeply and passionately and to shine light in dark places.

So the other day in church, I formed this declaration in my heart.

I want to live life…

WITH ARMS OPEN WIDE.

IN AWE OF YOU.

HOLDING THINGS LOOSELY.

GIVING ALL FREELY.

Over the next few weeks, I will attempt to give more expression to each of them – whether in form of poems or prose I don’t know – but for now, a brief summary of what they each mean to me.
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WITH ARMS OPEN WIDE

I want to live with my arms wide wide open.

Open towards God, transparent and vulnerable holding nothing back.

Letting him do the work in me I am in so desperate need of – transforming me into his likeness.

Open towards others. Always room for one more, ready to embrace anyone hurting or broken.
Arms open, so that through the cracks of my brokenness his light can shine.

IN AWE OF YOU

In awe of God.

In awe of the One who chose me, accepted me and loved me as I was, but too much to leave me there. Beholding him and not growing complacent.

I wonder if complacency is the most dangerous vice at work in our generation?
So I choose to fight it.

Being in AWE more. Choosing to see beauty and seek adventure.

In awe of His creation.

Eyes wide open always, seeing beauty everywhere

and not growing complacent to His goodness and mercy.

HOLDING THINGS LOOSELY

I believe in this…I must, I wrote a whole poem on it…(‘Of Holding Things Loosely’)

Society has told us the only way to have anything is to hold on to it by any means possible.

Hold on to ‘our’ rights, ‘our’ money, ‘our’ opinions, ‘our’ titles, ‘our’ time…the list goes on.

So we become tight-fisted, suspicious, worrying, scared versions of humans, always imagining ways how we could get robbed of what we are so convinced is ours.

What if we believed our life wasn’t really our own?

Seeing that none of us contributed anything to our own birth, that thought doesn’t seem so far fetched, does it? We didn’t decide to be alive, didn’t choose this, didn’t contribute to it.

If my approach to life was knowing that, I feel I would hold all the things I listed above much more loosely.

Trusting that all I really need is in Him.

GIVING ALL FREELY 

I guess in a way this is a result of ‘Holding things loosely’ …and yet it is different.

(I will explore this in detail in the weeks to come)

I guess a posture of GIVING ALL FREELY is not just a ‘NOT’ worrying about losing what is mine, but a posture of generosity.

A posture that seeks to bless, to give, to bestow upon, to encourage, to give away…and so forth.

A posture that is intentional about pouring itself out.

Living A LIFE POURED OUT.

Oh how I long to live with this kind of posture.

So the image you can see above, will be framed and up in my room soon. And become my screen saver and probably a tattoo one day. For I am forgetful, but this – this – I mustn’t forget.

Selah.

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