I parked in the middle of the giant puddle
on purpose. There would be
no way of getting away from it, no way
to avoid the slosh and splatter.
But I didn’t care.
I Just wanted to remember what it felt like to be
careless. Not in the sense of neglect,
but in the sense of casting aside the baggage
brokenness that makes me
pinched and mean and more
like the things that broke me
than who God formed me to be,
Before the pain bent me.
I parked in the puddle, dressed
in my Sunday best, so I could
remember the joy and stand straight
in His sanctuary.
“For sin will have no dominion over you, since you are not under law but under grace…” Romans 6:14 (ESV)