New Birth

There was something in me this week that wanted to share this piece from Consumed by Your Fire of Love that speaks of death and birth. Through all of the events over the past week, I was just so reminded of the coming and going of life and wanted to offer these thoughts.

New Birth

Death is all around me,
some physical, some symbolic,
but no doubt, still death.

Death of the body, death of old ways and habits,
death of relationships, death of beliefs that we are
ever separated from God.

Death in the belief that anything
we experience is not from God.

Death is all around me, lurking,
waiting, settling in for a long visit.

But I rejoice, simply rejoice and be still
and invite it in. But suggest that it moves quickly through,
to move out all those old thoughts, behaviors, and ways
that no longer serve me.

Death is all around me, making room
for a special loving space for all the new birth,
new life, new dreams, hopes, and plans.

Death is lurking, camping at my door, but she has
brought her companion—new life—with her as well.
Welcome.