And I Sought Him With Raised Palms

  


My Faith is like Nature:


     Nuanced


     Surprising


     Not easily labeled.


For a long time, I thought that was bad. 


“In order to be Faithful,” there were rules, they all said.


And I drove myself crazy trying to adhere to each and every one…


…to the detriment of actually knowing God.


 


So I threw out the list,


Removed the complications,


Rested in simplicity,


And sought Him with raised palms


Opening my heart.


 


I hear Him clearer when I don’t try to label Him,


Bind Him up in a tidy book,


When I surrender to His elements


As the mountains shift and change


With the seasons of 


His design.

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