Wednesday, March 12, 2014

the oft-repeated refrain

{photo taken by me}
if you asked me what makes my heart pound, I'd tell you that it's women. if you asked me what pushes me to write when the words feel dried up, I'd tell you that it's women.

if you asked me what's blocking my words right now, I'd tell you that it's fear.

I'd tell you that I'm scared that I write too much about the same thing, that I bombard the world with the same concept over and over again. I'd tell you that I swell with fear when I think about speaking about the way that I've changed, the way that my eyes are wider open now because He smeared mud over my blindness.

but I think you already know that.

I'd like to tell you that I write elegant, put-together and composed ideas about egalitarianism and Biblical feminism. I'd like to tell you that I'm good at gracefully pondering these ideas with highlighter pens and stacks of books that pile around my ankles.

but that wouldn't be the truth. and you already know that, too.

I'm the kind of woman that sits on her couch with her legs crossed while her child sleeps in the room above, sipping a long-cold cup of coffee as she types the words "you are worthy" so many times that she starts to think you might be sick of hearing them already.

and then something crosses my path that reminds me beyond the shadow of a doubt that you cannot remind someone of their worth enough times, that you cannot repeat the same tender invocation too often for the soul to not absorb it like water in the salt pans of Africa. it comes in waves, these whispering calls to arms.

I'm no Joan of Arc, but I think I understand her sometimes, the way she sat with the unpopular call of God shivering through her very blood. and that's where I am today, sitting on the edge of my soft green couch while my child sings her own made-up songs to herself above me. I'm walking with Joan but in the opposite direction. because today He's calling me to put down the sword. there's been enough blood today, enough caustic words burning acid marks into souls.

today I'm letting the sword rest beside the water. and I'm holding you close and whispering the words I've said a thousand times. I'm dipping my fingers into the sea and running them through your hair, smoothing down the edges that can cut us both if we're not careful.

I'm resting against the Lion's side, and it's warm and good. and I'm speaking the words He spoke in oft-repeated refrain.

all things are made new. 
in His image, we are created. 
female, yes, female too. 
He is worthy. 
and you, beloved daughter, are worthy. 

10 comments:

  1. I so understand being afraid of saying the same thing ad nauseum. I fear the same, but I am so glad you keep talking! We do need to hear this often. Our hearts don't hold onto it very well some days.

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    1. oh dearest Stacey, my heart is so full reading this. honestly, it can be such a struggle knowing if I say things too many times. this reminds me that yes, repeating those refrains can be helpful, can help our hearts hold it better.

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  2. Just found you tonight via Imperfect Prose and wondering how I haven't come across your blog before. Glad to have connected and look forward to reading along with you.

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    1. welcome, Holli. so glad to meet your heart here.

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  3. Hi Rachel,

    Nice to meet you. I'm hopping over from Emily's IP link up. Thanks for your heart to remind us women that we are special, valued, and treasured by our Lion-hearted God. :)

    Jennifer Dougan
    www.jenniferdougan.com

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    1. oh Jennifer, how nice to meet you too. I am so blessed to have you along for this ride with me.

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  4. Love love love this!!!! Can relate with you in so many ways. Keep it going girl.

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    1. I am so glad that these words spoke to your soul, dear one.

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon