I keep coming back to this, what Amber said: “I want to see you crack. I want to speak blessing over you. I want to watch you paint. Be art and mirror Artist.”

I want to speak blessing over you.

I want to speak blessing over you.

I want to speak blessing over you.

I want to speak blessing over you, sweet husband, remember Eden. We’ve been through such raging storms. I want to offer you grace in the journey.

I want to speak blessing over you, boy gangly and grown long and lean, tall intellect, mercy on your journey: the kingly path of servant-leadership, the quandary, the counter-culture way of the best Son of the Father.

I want to speak blessing over you, sweet baby girl, heart of my heart, curled comma and question mark across my breast, of the wondrous and unfathomable love that He loves you with, the love that mama-love can only reflect.

I want to speak blessing over you, tired daughter of the King, weary of your journey, aching for Home, that you crack open and let the Artist flood with color untold, friend, kindred of my heart.

I want to speak blessing over you…

I know she was talking about blogging, but I think it speaks of transfusion-life so well.

As you therefore have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him, rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith, as you have been taught, abounding in it with thanksgiving. (Colossians 2:6,7)

 

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