All Vulnerable

Picture:

Crawling back into

The Womb of God

The safest, coziest

place to be

Can I live here?

Can I stay here?

Or is this simply

a rest stop

before going on

with the life

He's given me?

Enveloped:

My rocking chair

on my porch

overlooking the land

the rif you've

planted in me.

This is the safest, coziest

place you've given me,

to sip my coffee

as I ponder your words

and

your delight in me-

what is it actually like

to be fully enveloped by

You.

As I rocked, sang over,

cuddled, read to,

looked at the unfettered stars

with the babies

You delighted in loaning

to us.

I enveloped them

momentarily,

for their comfort

and

my delight.

Protecting, comforting, loving

as You do for me-

Oh Lord my God

My Father and My Mother

my aunties and my children,

all who love me dear.

Envelope me.

And then:

You are Almighty

and

yet

You are

All-Vulnerable.

You are Love

and Love

is

vulnerable.

It's pain full and risky

in this world where

we're broken.

Because we are too scared

to believe

we can be loved

fully, wholly, holy

delightfully

as we are: broken

being re-made

and yet now we are

beautiful

precious,

valuable,

delightful.

Therefore I come

now

Unapologetically Broken