walking

so i climbed kilimanjaro in june. and i never really shared my reflections from the trip.  though it was incredible, it was quite individually so.  in the process of moving i discovered my journal, and thought it couldn’t hurt to share a bit of my thoughts.

the last day.
headed to town.
you told me to slow down.
take it all in.
sights and sounds.
your beauty all around.

you spoke this into existence.
but you knit me together.
hands, not words.
breathed your life into my lungs,
a whole new verse.

you said embrace beauty.
believe i’m beautiful, because of you.
it struggles to sink in,
but it’s starting to take root.

we talked about the work you did.
i hiked and you refined.
broke my pride.
balanced boasting and loathing.

i am your creation.
your beloved.
humbled by your presence,
then fulfilled in your love.
faithful.

you told me to create.
to release the gifts within.
share your beauty with others.
for you to be glorified in the works of my hands.

you said to trust you.
your promises fulfilled when i’m ready.
don’t take control or force it.
things are always best when i trust in you. and wait.
and so i’ll wait while you prepare me.
i’ll pray that you refine me.
one day there will be fruit.
and maybe patience, too.