Chambers Open Wide

What in the world have I agreed to?

Put my heart on display again and again, exposed to break repeatedly. To stand in the gap for the ones who can’t formulize their struggles, whose pain is so far buried beneath the pressures of perfection their souls can’t find space to breathe.

I am going to battle for these precious people. To dive into the trenches and lay my life on the line for theirs.

This is what I agreed to when God took over my heart and I gave Him mine. When I said I would go wherever He wanted, that I would serve however He saw fit. And while He has redirected me to a new environment, even though it’s one I’ve been very familiar with for years, He is opening my eyes to see that there is need for His light through a different darkness.

I agreed when I stamped my signature in His blood, when I said I would bleed the same and unstitch my wounds to wind around the open cuts of others. So here I am, carefully careening into the world of heartache and trouble and a desperate search for someone to listen. Carefully careening—an oxymoron if ever I heard one. Who am I kidding? I’ve been racing towards this minefield for months, brakes disassembled, head down and speeding ahead.    ///

Whether we like it or not, hearts are on the line, and we either agree to advocate for those who ache, or go about our days listless and lacking life.

Lacking life will leave me wanting, leave me empty and shaking at the surge of hope inside me slipping away. Advocate it is. I agree with my heart’s pull to lead its love with chambers open wide.

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Continuing my attempt at the Five Minute Friday weekly writing challenge. Five minutes to write on the assigned topic. Raw and unedited. (Yikes!) This week’s topic: Agree.   // symbolizes where five minutes stopped, and then I continued writing.