I couldn't think of a better metaphor for my life.
My average speed was about 20 mph. There were times when I had to nearly stop, not being able to see 5 feet in front of my car. Other times the fog would completely clear as if the clouds never even imagined kissing the earth, only to be lost in them again 50 feet later.
As Ian McIntosh played through my car speakers, I meditated on the tears I shed and the encouragement I received moments earlier in my best friend's garage. The way he's heard me pray, the way he's seen me grow over these three years. It can't be false, he said. But still, I want more.
Oh to be the person that I was created to be. Completely unabandoned and free. Dancing before the throne of Jesus. Going on a daily adventure. Being confident of His ways. Persevering towards His voice, even in the fog.
The music permeated the soup and comforted me with truths. Ian McIntosh's poem set to music, Adoration, related to me the most.
There is a light that shines within me
There is a hope that burns inside me
Deep within my soul, my very existence
There is a being waiting to be freed
A child who knows no fear pain or rejection
There is an emotion all encompassing of excitement joyfulness gladness and love
The creative potential of laughter and the undeniable power of an infant's joy live inside me
Unmeasurable are my limits for I call You Father
Unimaginable my potential for You have called me son
There is someone inside of me waiting to be unleashed
Whom You embrace, whom I long to be
There is an all consuming fire, a light that permeates from my very being
You have unlocked me God
The doors You open no man can shut
I will praise You for all my days for You are good
You have released me God with Your love
You are everything
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