Celebration

Celebration

David Rim

In my selfishness I wanted peace. And pushing the limits of my health. I have been sick for many years and gradually it feels like the end of the journey. But the most important discipline of spirituality being shaped with fire.

Everyone, seems to look well polished on the outside. But my ADHD tendencies like to hyper focuse on the inside first. I want to know what turns you on. I need to know what sparks the fire in your heart. Because this is what God would want me to do.

That role model. No matter how absent it may have been in my development. The rough edges were pressured with holy water.

Maybe I had you hooked when I took my hands to push that grocery cart. Maybe we just missed an open moment to talk because anxiety. You were sitting next to me. I had nowhere to run. I was happy to see you after a couple months. Maybe you were thinking of me when I came to join for lunch. That you were counting out the people and forget to ask me directly if I was coming. Maybe my vision was blurry. I swear I saw you at the coffee shop. I was trying to experience normal (because of health). But everyone keeps pushing a narrative that has not begun nor has progressed. Is it fear of unfamiliar grounds that you are battling? Why does it seem like your counsel could be offering poor mans wisdom? Like any man could know what I am scheming. Nor does man have any jealousy in their hearts for me just shining with intensity.

Time for celebration. So tell me what you have been hiding. I can stop giving you a poker face. Are you holding me in high regard? Or are you talking with Jesus? Even the people that know nothing of me speak of your name. So I silenced the voices. Come join on this journey with me. For we are supposed to be in a party together.

(I do not like how this post came out. Remember stories are exaggerated for dramatic effects)