I just need to write some more today...
You came into my store today. And the second your mama referred to me as "auntie" I knew your little feet had walked on other terrains of God's green earth. And my heart leapt.
I helped you put your tanned, calloused feet into pretty pink sandals. And I just wished so bad that pretty pink sandals could just take away the massive wound in my soul.
Your mama, she looked into my eyes and I knew, just knew that she got it.
got me.
got me and my mess.
We talked, we talked about how living by two seas just rips your heart in two. I swallowed back tears as if my soul was just scattered and shattered yesterday. And I thought about how two halves just never do make a whole, or they do, but they make a hole. A hole that just aches, and aches and aches
So I pray for you little one, I advocate for you as your auntie, as your mama's sister. her sister in Christ.
I pray that you would be enfolded in all the love and brightness of this earth. That you would keep your heart open wide to receive the love of Christ and the love of others. That the gnawing need to isolate, to separate, to run, to hide, would be only a faint whisper in your little ears. That being found and being known, that loving and being loved would not scare you but exhilarate you. That the lies of not belonging would never touch you, not even once for a second. And I pray that your heart would be swallowed up by the good, faithful, sure love of Christ, which is not false and is always faithful and that it would be manifested in your life through other people. I pray these things over you in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
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