It was like a cloak
That I was slowly pulling around me
And I didn't know it.
A progressive shadowing; a folding into the darkness
Camouflaging; now you see me, now you don't
While tricking me
I was still engaged.
But there's nothing to be afraid of.
The cloak hid; the cloak kept me from these truths
Slipping me in and out of consciousness, presentness
Misunderstanding of reality and fiction; my awareness, depth-perception
But no longer.
Here I am, standing in this new Garden of Eden
Unashamed of my nakedness
Standing vulnerable, free
With Jesus as my everything.
He's no invisibility cloak; He's actually the opposite
Bringing the unseen, the hidden
Out of hiding
Calling forth life
No shame, no fear
Surrender to Him.
And found completion.
Now, where does that leave me?
Still tempted to hide
But my vision isn't as clouded by that Cloak of Deception.
It leaves me standing. Waiting. Leaning in;
Exposed to the elements yet not alone.
I am grounded...and am grounding myself in the truth that I am loved.
In fact; I'm literally surrounded by Love;
It's what the cloak was trying to keep from me;
Force me into the shadows; Hide me in the dark.
It's tough; this standing.
It's not something that comes easily to me.
Before, I lived behind that cloak
Scrunched-up, fetal position, scared.
But standing? It's a call to REST.
To stand in rest; breathe deep.
Rest means abiding in His Love
Without sticks and stones and cloaks to protect myself
And what does He look like; what is it like to behold His Face?
It's holy. It's wholeness. It's a homecoming.
When the Trinity came around me
At my conception; my coronation
There were no breaks in the circle; there was no fragmenting.
They poured beauty; light; THE Light; ONLY light
Themselves, the Divine Image
Creator into created
In His Image.
And in Him there is only light.
No fractures, breaks; no darkness in my becoming;
In the circle of the Trinity surrounding me
No circus work; only colour
Life. Joy. Delight.
It's a curious business, this "Becoming."
For God knows me
And now calls me
Naked as I stand here
To know myself.
To be still.
To be known.
To be loved.
Be loved. Beloved.
To let there be LIGHT.
To be complete in Him; whole; belonging to Him.
It's the best, most natural place to be.
In His family
Defined in Him and by Him
A symphony of colour.
I'm not meant for camouflage
But meant for Him, and His Love