Saturday, April 9, 2016

New and Yet of Old

It's ever new, baptizing generation after generation. Yet it is of old, holding waters before the beginning of time. It is both here and there at once. Calling us to remember, and also to surrender to the present tense as well. It's artistry is unrivaled, and yet all other art bears witness to it. The creative source, the creative energy, flows, like a waterfall of millions of gallons of spring water over every wall that encapsulates us. It's not something we must muster up, on succumb to. It can unleash the gift inside of us all, the creative process of which we are all a part. In the dawning of a new era, we will recognize more and more the true gift we are. We will not let our fire be squelched, we will not let our light be made null, we will not be fragmented. The One that is of old, yet entirely new, will life us from our ashes, we will rise, as the phoenix,until we meet our Creator face to face. And in this light, we will be forever set free. You are my brother, you are my sister.

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