One moment you'll be ecstatic, wildly laughing over the joy that the ride brings. The next you'll be heartbroken over a twist you never saw coming, trying to recover and move on from the damage it did to your soul. Because, you see, it indeed affects even the deepest part of your soul. It's not just the outside that experiences the ride, but it's everything, in your entire body; from the wind on your skin to the tingle in the deepest part of you.
And it has power.
Power to touch that core, or to break it. Pierce it, shatter it, destroy it. This ride can be cruel sometimes, you know. Cruel and heartless, gleefully speeding you along it's course while mocking every twist it drives home. And yet, is it really the ride that brings those fatal falls and those crashes?
No.
The ride has no mind of it's own, has no power without it's operator. There is one who sits behind the veil, behind the blurred walls of rain and wild sunshine. He knows every journey upon which we are to embark, and with those journeys the delight and agony alike that shall come along too. And He's there.
All too often we hang on to what we shouldn't, to a piece of the journey that is meant to pass on. It's all meant to pass, in time. It brings lessons, we're to learn, and so the cycle repeats. Through it we gain knowledge of the One who drives it all with just a commanding breath, and to Him we're to cling. Sometimes He moves us along because we're holding too tightly...even to gifts which He granted.
You know, sometimes it's in the broken places that life can be the most beautiful and exciting. Sometimes we find a current of joy flowing within that wasn't there before, placed with care by the Maker, because He knew we'd need an extra river from which to draw strength. It's a special place to be, really. We should feel it just as much as we feel the highs, because within lies even more depth, emotion, and life than anywhere else. It's all a part of the winding ride, meant to be taken and felt and learned from. Albeit it painful, you may just find that diamonds lie within.
Little things are bound to happen. Plot twists that we didn't see coming, but that seem overwhelming at first sight. And yet we must remember, it all passes. It really does. Days and months will continue to fly by. We must learn to embrace the changing of the seasons, or the temporary differences that may hinder us. Hinder us? Are they really hindering us? Perhaps not. Perhaps there's something we've been missing when those unexpected "miss-haps" happen. Perhaps we're to take a step back and re-evaluate. Things that you thought were your whole world diminish to nothing, and things that you'd forsaken and crushed blossom once again. Let the Spirit move you; be supple in His hands, and the change in the path and the steps back won't be so brutal.
A step back can be life-saving, yes, but don't let that step back be a stop for good. No, always keep pressing forward. Tackle the ride with as much passion as before, feeling and using the deep joy that burns within. Yes, it might be different than you ever dreamed it would, but adapt. Handle it with the same love as you had for the ride before the twist, throwing your head back and feeling the wind whip through your hair as you fly along. Even the strange and foreign winds can be glorious to feel, and the unknown sights beautiful to behold. You never know what adventure is just around the corner, but if you always hang on you can never step out to feel the unknown. It's okay to lose things, because new ones take their place. They might be experienced from a point of view we never thought we'd possess, but that's the great fun of it. And we needn't fear losing anything if we're looking to what lies ahead, not behind.
The only thing we should ever regret losing we can't possible get away from; because He's in our very core, our very being.
And that, my friends, is why I'm in love with life. Not the earthly part, the eating and breathing and moving; no, the deeper part. The currents of life and love and pain and joy that run beneath it all, channeled by the Maker's hand. It is indeed a glorious existence, is it not?
Don't you love this too? Being able to wildly live? To give your heart with everything you have to others, to love with a passion beyond belief. To fall into the deepest, blackest trenches, but only to soar up and fly higher into the gold above. To feel the rush of excitement that runs through your bones, your veins, your heart. To think of a bright future, filled with all the gnarly twists and lovely flights. Don't you love the unknown, and the expectation of it? There's so much to come, so much to see, to do, to experience, to learn; it sends chills through me, chills of giddy anticipation. We get to endlessly search out our Inventor while on His ride, having complete faith that in the end we will see Him face to face.
Oh, it is indeed so beautiful and exciting.
