sploosh

I am right here.

a living waterfall, whooshing & kaplooshing, laughing & splashing.

here.

drenching soul atoms, saturating to soaked

& all you need is empty. all you need is a little faith—to open big your cell containers under waiting water from Source patient to pour & provide, to gush & grow.

so grow! be & become in the looking sun

for the Son sees you

all those memories you hung like newspaper wallpaper, weeping thinking it was wasted…

watch it wash into color, painted with purpose & molded through surrender into paper mâché sculptures worthy of museum

drip!

did you hear the first drop? one glimpse of God’s goodness can undo the worst past, one rainbead & rebirth sparkles.

like a desert dry, all it takes is gift of God to garden.

drip

drop–

Hope

Himself

is

Here!