Floating… I lay my head on the water and let go of my body
trusting that the water will push me up and I will float. One with the water I
open my eyes and see nothing but blue sky with sparse clouds. My obsessive mind slowly shuts down as
thoughts of God begin to emerge. A bible verse at first, then a prayer of thanksgiving-
followed by whispers leaving my lips. True love forgives. Am not sure how long I floated lost in
prayer, but after entering the depths of the prayer room that throughout the
years God & I have built together it's difficult to return to the world. When I pray, especially when I do it while I
am on vacation I always have a difficult time returning to my life- how I wish
God would call me home at that very moment- am ready...
Over the weekend my friends and I went to the beautiful Santa
Barbara for a short getaway. Among the fourth of July celebrations, touring
some of the most popular sites, enjoying a glass of wine at one of the wineries
and simply relaxing in the pool I return to my routine more rested, relaxed and so in
love with God. God knew that I needed to
get away to return to Him (again). To run
into His arms and renew that passion that for the past few months I have been
lacking. I feel like God is calling me
into a deeper relationship with Him - into a more grown up love. After months of dryness the simple act of
calling to Him while I floated on the hotel swimming pool renewed me inside. I think that’s probably what most marriages
and relationships require- constant renewal.
On Sunday, as we made our way to the Santa Barbara Mission
one of my favorite ManĂ¡ songs came on the car radio, “Eres Mi Religion”… The song debuted in the fall of 2002, when I
was madly in love with my ex-boyfriend and this song was a song that
represented who he was to me at the time.
The lyrics speak of a man who was so depleted in an utter state of
devastation - and love came into his life in the form of a woman and she became
his all- his religion. That’s how I used
to feel about my ex-boyfriend and when the relationship ended I was shattered. I know I am not the only person who has
placed all hopes on a human being only to then become utterly hurt. As I listened to this AMAZING song before
exiting the car to tour the grounds of the mission I realized that God is my
religion now! How fitting that this song
would come on the radio at this specific moment to remind me of my spiritual growth
and to woo me into a deeper love con mi Papi Dios.
Only God will never disappoint, heal and love unconditionally with such a strength that having Him alone is enough: “Eres
Tu mi bendicion eres mi Luz eres mi Sol.. eres Tu mi religion…”
Enjoying the parade with my beautiful Goddaughter.
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