The Invitation

I cannot sit and pretend any longer. My body aches and I feel used.

I crave stability and place and movement and change.

Within this freedom you provide, these unforced rhythms of Grace, How then shall we move? How then shall we live? How then shall we have our being?

It is in you, yes? This invitation to come. And I want more.

To live freely and lightly I must make your heart my home, but first I must ask and first I must give.