finding the line....

 

The line. 

The line that was once so bold and clear

Now vanishes with each new discovery that I make.

The line that told me what to wear

Where to go

What to think

What to believe

Who to love

With each stone of deconstruction unturned 

That line becomes more blurry

Turning what was once simplicity

Into chaos. 

The line fades and suddenly 

I am on a pendulum 

Swinging hard to to the 

Right and left. 

Sometimes I swing so far away 

From who I was 

That I don’t even recognize

Who I am anymore

Other times I swing back 

Getting dangerously close 

To returning to it all…

All that is familiar.

This never ending cycle 

Of back and forth 

Makes me feel like

I am crazy or drowning.

But as the pendulum settles and

The fog starts to fall from  my eyes…

I see it.

A new line forming.

This line now is not linear.

It is not rigid and is 

Ever adapting to my 

Changing world view.

This line includes 

So much love and acceptance

It gives me space to learn about

Christ as He was meant to be seen.

It ebbs and flows with my 

Healing and Boundaries

It gives space to others

To join me. 

But this time the line

is not 

Being forced around me.

The one who is drawing it

Is me…