Wait For It...It's Where the Magic Happens
Wait for it….its where the magic happens. Its there in the last heavy breath before our lungs give way and expand. Its there as soon as the last little toe is out of the birth canal and on its way into our arms. It's even there in our last desperate cries for rescue before we realize He was there all along. It's the swelling of need so strong that we begin to hear sounds more clearly , see colors more brilliantly and where even the slightest touch can feel like a jolt of electricity pulsing through our veins. Pain is the birthing of life so abundantly that in its absence we feel dead or at the very least, not very alive. It is this pleasurable aftershock of pain that causes us to wonder why we feel more alive and in touch with reality than ever before. To say we long for pain scares us to the core. But oftentimes what we truly long for is found right inside that pain which confuses our hearts that long for logic and sense and fairytale endings. It’s bigger than that--this relationship between pain and life. So we let go of logic and sense and meaning and just feel the longing and all the feels pain provides. For something will indeed be birthed.