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Breathe in His heart. Breathe out His art.
In a few short days, I’ll be folding myself into a quaint farmhouse, up in Fancy Gap, Virginia.
I will not stare into the bright screen of a screaming phone.
I will not type emails or write checks to pay bills or stare into the etchings of the fullness of my planner.
Instead, for just a few short days, I will sit in the presence of women that have virtually (literally, virtually—never having met one another) poured their hearts out before each other—for exactly one year.
And I am eager, and nervous, and on-edge, and completely beside myself that God has put it in my heart and has prepared the way for me (mere me) to speak into the lives of these women. If only, even just for a few shorts days.
I am a writer—to the core, to the very bones within my blood-soaked body.
Writing is breath to me. Life to me. Art to me. Everything to me.
But speaking—that’s sacred, too.
Opening your mouth and speaking words, and giving of your physical self, and spending your physical self—it can fill a soul the way penned, intangible, echoed words might never be able to.
Like the Word, transcended from whispered folklore and ink on parchment to flesh. Touchable, palpable. In real life. Speaking, saying, breathing, doing, dying.
It is all so life-giving.
And so, I feel it. Like a bat out of hell, I feel the frenzy that comes along with gathering women from different places and ushering them in to breathe and be of one accord. For just a few short days.
But—I also feel the weight of responsibility. The balance between holding their hearts, and releasing them. Speaking into their hearts, but not preaching at them. Opening myself, and not withholding.
Teaching them to hear and receive the truth for eternity (and not just for a few days) that every moment of every day is a breathing in of God’s actual breath, His actual heart.
And that every faint and feeble, faltering exhale of ours can and will be an unavoidable breathing out of art—the very tangible, palpable proof that there is a God.
A good, and beautiful, God.
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