Out to the open sea

The new year stretches out beyond me

unknown

waiting

beckoning

 

These last few years, Hope has been stripped away

sacrificed on a war-torn beach

like an abandoned shell

broken and scattered… dizzied

bashed about in the tide of breakers

bruised

battered

and tumbling back out to the open sea

 

 

back

forth

in

out

pushed

pulled

trying desperately to hold onto shore

But maybe Hope was never meant for shore

 

maybe Hope lives in the open sea

letting go of all things familiar

embracing the unknown

 

sacrificing everything

to hold on to nothing

except His voice beyond the breakers

Maybe Hope

is on a boat

sailing toward forever.

5 thoughts on “Out to the open sea

  1. I love your writing so much sis, so open, down to earth, so eye opening and embracing the true meaning of struggles and this life we life with Christ as our help and reason to go on each day!

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