The Cry

Thruth's echo resounds with adventure that lives unbridled within my heart. It reaches to the depths that I have not yet plumbed and awakens the cry within.

The cry is mine, but it does not belong to me, for it is everything I am, and yet more than I can hope to become. It is the call of Eternal flawless design, bursting forth from every fiber and sinew within. It is the cry of freedom in a chained down world. It is the birth of flight. It is the capture of the shadow of the moon. It is the song of light in the breeze. It is the secret, hidden in every eye. It is Truth.

Some days the cry resonates from the ancient place, hidden deep within me. Some days I find that I am the one enveloped within the chorussed folds of the Cry. I breathe the cry in... it obliterates me. I am at last face-to-face with who I am, who I was; who I am created to be. I breathe in the death of "me", and breathe myself back to life.

The cry is more than I can hope to contain within me, but I am designed to carry this cry. This cry is a question that I cannot answer, for it is a solution I cannot fathom. I do not know if I can live up to the Truth inside of me. Can I get myself far enough out of the way, so that people will be able to see me? Can I love boldly enough? Can I love passionately enough? Can I speak the words that creation is crying out to be said? Can I live fully alive, and in so doing allow others the freedom to hear their own heart's cry?

Sometimes my fear of others prevents me from living the truth that will set them free.

If I fail to live in the breath of each moment, I become the warden, when I am supposed to be the warrior.

I heard my cry at midnight in the wild lands, where danger and adventure walk together hand-in-hand, upon the echo of the wind. I heard the cry You gave me; Your Voice like driving rain. A call to the Sacred space where I hear You speaking my name.

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Walking Away

We've all been there, that moment when we either need to commit to something for the long haul - even though we suspect that it may kill everything inside of us, and the thought of things not working out are more than we can bear - or we need to walk away. The question is how do we know which one to do?

Sometimes it seems that the whole of life can be summed up by the decisions to either stay or walk away, in some form or another. I'm going to focus on the decision to walk away for now.


Life seems to be made up of a lot of walking away. We walk away from school, jobs, friends, first loves, many mistakes, and sometimes even our own happiness. Why we make the decisions we do are as varied as the circumstances that those decisions are made in. But make the decisions we do - for better or worse.

As this year has begun, I have found myself wondering whether to stay or walk away in a number of areas in my life. In terms of work, I have two jobs and am studying toward my Masters degree, and I cannot help but feel like I should be walking away from something (please not the Masters, please...) because there is only so much I can reasonably hold on to.

Relationships - those too. Do I stay and hope for change, or walk away and force change, even if that change hurts me?

What it comes down to, is that walking away (from whatever it is) induces change. I am a fan of change. I get easily bored, and even more easily distracted, so change is a constant in my mind, even if it does not always find expression in my life. If I am thinking the same way about a problem, or situation (or anything really) today as I was three years ago, I have stagnated. Change is a good thing. Change can bring freedom.

The problem is when we allow circumstances, thoughts, lies, fears and insecurities to keep us somewhere - be it in our minds, emotions, or geographically - instead of walking away from them and allowing freedom into our lives.

But we can overcome these things. I admittedly own more books than anyone possibly should. I love books. I love everything about them. My favorite books are autobiographies and biographies, particularly those of explorers and adventurers. The thing that strikes me every time I read one, is that the things that should have held them back, are the things that many of these great men and women credit with driving them forward. They purposed in their hearts not to let their circumstances, or people's ideas, hold them back and that changed the balance. What had previously limited them, ended up being the very thing that drove them onward. Funny how that happens... An impoverished child who dreams of breaking free from poverty and being a great adventurer, gets sponsors who are willing to fund his expeditions precisely because he was impoverished. But he first had to decide that his circumstances didn't define him. He first had to walk away from the lie of "I can't" and then, the circumstances that trap so many others, became his springboard for international success.

We all have dreams, but dreams only warm our hearts for a short while, and if we don't act on them they become cold and die within us, never having life breathed in to them. And in that space in our hearts where we hold our dreams, tiny scars begin to appear where dreams once were. Sometimes God will work a miracle, and where the scar resides a small ember starts to glow again and with it the hope of a dream alive. But how much better would it be if the dream had never been allowed to die in the first place? How much further would it be to fruition if I had not allowed fear and insecurity to hold me back? Sometimes God will ask that we allow a dream to die, it is true. But I think we often give Him too much credit in that department, because the reality is that He has asked us to believe for it, but we trusted our own fear instead.

If we are going to live our dreams, we need to embrace change. We need to walk away from the status quo. We need to walk away from our fears. We need to walk away from relationships that are damaging to us - even if it hurts. Walking away from what we know can be one of the hardest things we ever do. But you and me, and the dreams that live in our hearts, are too valuable to the world to let them die within us. Walk away and, like the explorers, let your fears and circumstances become the very things that propel you forward to greatness. You were born with greatness inside of you. Let it be seen.

Walk away from your supposed limitations, and walk toward your dreams. If you are only ever walking away without anything to walk toward - it can look suspiciously like running... Walk away by all means, but walk with a purpose.